<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:06:24.399+08:00</updated><category term='p'/><category term='I'/><title type='text'>Rainbows and Chocolates</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5932984019646128382</id><published>2009-09-28T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:32:53.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walao. When I change to tumblr, blogger is back to normal. Babi betol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, do relink please.&lt;br /&gt;nurdiyana.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;loves. Start tagging there alright. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5932984019646128382?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5932984019646128382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/walao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5932984019646128382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5932984019646128382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/walao.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1384782087538913630</id><published>2009-09-05T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:51:44.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Relink:&lt;br /&gt;www.D3ee.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will still be up though, no worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1384782087538913630?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1384782087538913630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1384782087538913630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1384782087538913630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5339862407952047908</id><published>2009-09-04T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:04:25.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>Let's just keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMATH AND MATH were really tiring. After those papers, I yawned at the rate of 2 yawns per minute. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen to Catch Bandslam with FN and Faidah at Century. It's not those must-watch movies but it was worth the six bucks. &lt;br /&gt;Now off to watch I love you, Beth Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the Short's trailer, I like. I wanna go catch it too!&lt;br /&gt;Wait was it Short? Or something else?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5339862407952047908?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5339862407952047908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5339862407952047908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5339862407952047908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-538403459078029088</id><published>2009-09-04T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:01:30.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My LALALand</title><content type='html'>I miss it so much.&lt;br /&gt;I never visit it anymore. I can't seem to.&lt;br /&gt;It's something that can't be will-ed. I think it's when I'm most happy, it'll come to me in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss walking on the soft, coloured candy floss, admiring the multi-coloured lollipop trees.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the endless days without the nights and the Chanel shades the Mr Sun wears because our smiles were just too bright.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the happy beings, that constantly radiate happiness with the intensity of their smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last visit was around late last year.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being truly happy, both inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy the inhabitants of LaLaLand. They don't have to go through the negative side of the life we have. The pain, the stress, the never-ending let-downs. I wanna be as happy and as carefree as them. To go through life without the all the pain, to experience only the good side of life and to enjoy every moment with it. Don't you wish life's life that, sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, without the obstacles that we go through, we wouldn't learn how to value the happy moments and cherish them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-538403459078029088?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/538403459078029088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-lalaland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/538403459078029088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/538403459078029088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-lalaland.html' title='My LALALand'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3825087917415747765</id><published>2009-09-02T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:17:26.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animosity.</title><content type='html'>Okay let's cut the crap from the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reached home after studying with long-time-no-see Syed Aliy. Remind me next time not to go studying with him. He was very distracting. He kept fiddling with my things the whole time and only did 5 questions of Amath. TskTsk. I borrowed a Mr Men and Ms Litle book! So cute! Twenty bedtime stories!&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I'm screwed for tomorrow's paper. To hell with Prelims sia. i DON'T CARE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HML paper 1 was tiring sia, but social studies was worse. SEQ was a breeze but SBQ? A killer. Grrr. There goes my A1. Sigh. But it's okay, didn't put much effort, not expecting much gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now at 1.23pm, my ez-link card read $1.23. Spooky, weird yet it gives me a nice feeling. HAHA. I re-did my specs. I think it's nicer now. (: Black and Pink. I look much knowledgeable. Hehe. I can't wait for Bandslam with Farah on Friday! Weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Pizza Hut Guy and Boo huiwen. I haven't seen them in like a week.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Min and all even more! Aaaaah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Sew gave us a really sweet note just now. She called me Uniquely Diyana and told me to focus. I'll show you my focus, with my results! For Os though, not Prelims okay! Prelims is very tiring ah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animosity.&lt;br /&gt;Caused by animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3825087917415747765?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3825087917415747765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/animosity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3825087917415747765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3825087917415747765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/animosity.html' title='Animosity.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2055291504094884467</id><published>2009-09-02T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:06:22.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are just not what it seems</title><content type='html'>I just thought you should know that...&lt;br /&gt;I could keep running,&lt;br /&gt;wherever my feet takes me,&lt;br /&gt;but i know i left my heart behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could keep running,&lt;br /&gt;wherever it may be,&lt;br /&gt;so long as it is far way from you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;I could keep running,&lt;br /&gt;to not hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcos deep down dear love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished the clocks would stop ticking,&lt;br /&gt;i had wished the world will slow down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished with each breath that lifted me up,&lt;br /&gt;would also bring me back on solid ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished each morning I wouldn't have to &lt;br /&gt;dream of having you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I didn't have to feel its far from reality,&lt;br /&gt;further from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished you didn't have to know what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos I know it may seem all but just a lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how could it be,&lt;br /&gt;when my heart is torn inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;md.M&lt;br /&gt;I could keep lying.&lt;br /&gt;I could keep running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its killing me inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2055291504094884467?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2055291504094884467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-are-just-not-what-it-seems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2055291504094884467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2055291504094884467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-are-just-not-what-it-seems.html' title='Some things are just not what it seems'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6246868847955916153</id><published>2009-09-01T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:45:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel groggy. Real groggy. Awake but not. There but not there. I feel very light-headed. I think my brain cells are paralysed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wasn't able to make it to Baybeats on Sunday with Selynna cos my parents wanted us to go baju kurung hunting. Pity really. I missed the chance to watch Anberlin play live. Sigh. So yeah headed to Joo Chiat Complex with my family on Sunday. Finally, we bought a green one from Yasmin. Surprisingly, I'm not very excited for Hari Raya. One of the reasons was probably cos we couldn't have our suits be tailored-made. And because I am not of perfect size, I had to buy one size bigger just to make sure that the sleeve isn't short. Grrr. Yeah. I went gaga with the Takoyaki and bought 3 boxes. The auntie recognised me as one of her regular custoers and gave me an extra box free. Thanks darling! Ate dinner at KFC after that. One of the reasons why i haee going to the Bazaar? Like I said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;THE BIGGEST MAT AND MINAH POPULATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, school celebration wasn;t so bad. The last part added a really nice touch to everything. The plan to ditch school was thwarted after I found out that our class dedication video was chosen and planned to show it to the whole school. But what the hell, they only played it to the students without the teachers day. Fuck sia. Me going to school was wasted. In the end, they showed the video to the class, ONLY.  I could have just waited for Elaine or Jas to upload it on face book. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, waited around 45 mins for Faris, Eddie and NASY. The boys didn't make me wait as long as nasy did. She was at the toilet, touching up. See people, I'm not that vain you see. There are people more vain-er than me. We cab-ed to Eunos Primary cos we thought we were late. THOUGHT. Apparently, we were very early. Their celebration was really painfult o the ears, I must say. Each class made a video of their dedications to the teachers and their shrill, high-pitched voices were really, extremely annoying. Met a couple of friends who I haven't seen in a long time. Hopefully, we'll be able to meet once again for Hari Raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to study after that at Marine Parade Library. I was starving so I was forced to eat in front of the rest. Real sorry guys. Haven't eaten since yesterday night mah. Apparently, productivity rate wasn't very high cos we all ended up talking and hushing each toher up and watching a video of Iskandar Azri kochek. (err cup the balls and dick and rubbing it?) Go watch the video. Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ft56rFPk_ao&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fuser%2Fncclander2008&amp;amp;feature=player_profilepage&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to study SS for tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially screwed for Prelims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/6322127109112343148-6246868847955916153?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6246868847955916153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6246868847955916153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6246868847955916153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/09/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8974337809888510687</id><published>2009-08-30T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:18:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>Fuck blogger sucks. I can't upload photos! Can someone please help me? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored that I managed to come up with a wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways here's my wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Mac book Air&lt;br /&gt;Audio-Technica ATH-AD700/Sennheiser HD650/Grado SR80i&lt;br /&gt;(The prices are crazy though. S$100++)&lt;br /&gt;$500 Shopping Money&lt;br /&gt;Apple IPhone 3GS 16GB/ Apple IPhone 3G 8GB&lt;br /&gt;Ipod Nano-chromatic in Pink 8GB&lt;br /&gt;$333 Shoes Money only. (:&lt;br /&gt;A unique neon shoulder bag, that's large enough to fit books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've read that list over, I realise that I kinda sound like a spoilt kid. Unfortunately, I'm not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8974337809888510687?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8974337809888510687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8974337809888510687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8974337809888510687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1568787264191377262</id><published>2009-08-29T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:24:59.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final destination 4</title><content type='html'>Final Destination deserved it's 2.5 star rating. The ending sucked. Though the gore was awesome, but there were some gory scenes that were the same as the previous 3 movies. Yeap yeap. I managed to fool the ushers and the girl at the counter that I was 18. So you guys can try out your luck at GV Tampines. The gore scenes were awesome. I kept swearing every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going to the bazaar. It was so fucking crowded and you can find the largest population of Mats and Minahs! grrrrr.I not very excited sei for Hari Raya. No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Eunos Primary on Monday. So everyone come okay! It could be our last year going back there and I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1568787264191377262?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1568787264191377262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-destination-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1568787264191377262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1568787264191377262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-destination-4.html' title='Final destination 4'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5773988780780117520</id><published>2009-08-26T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:19:46.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;Blooger is seriously screwed.&lt;br /&gt;I had a weird dream last night, of beating up some junior in the school toilet. I don't even know her name sia. She has the bitchy face though. But i NEVER think about her before sia. Even weirder, Shereen, a primary school mate, was in my dream and gave the girl a few kicks. WTH? the  dream was really random and weird. The funny part was, in the toilet, the cubicle had no doors so yeah the toilet bowls were just arranged in a straight row. HAHA. Damn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5773988780780117520?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5773988780780117520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-blooger-is-seriously-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5773988780780117520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5773988780780117520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-blooger-is-seriously-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8766623960719689784</id><published>2009-08-25T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:00:01.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swensens</title><content type='html'>Ate swensens today to celebrate Huiwen's achievement in 2.4km run! Weee.&lt;br /&gt;I was so fucking full sia. And I think we were the worst customers ever. Cos we kept laughing damn loudly, and kept annoying the staff by asking for so many things. Like tartar sauce, then tartar sauce again, then water, then water again, then water again, then water again, then water again, than cheese, than water again, then ice cream, then serviette. Omg. There were so many then(s) la. And then one of the staff was flirting with Salina. HAHA. While eating, Nufail went to call me and asked me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: You ata swensens right?&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Eh how you know? (Stunned) Where are you sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started like asking me to turn behind, then turn to the westa nd ape enta la. In the end he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: I at school la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- I soon found out from Boo that she had told Mr Rubbish, which is Nufail's friend, where we were. Mr Rubbish and Benjamin are Boo's potential boyfriends. She won't tell us though. Pfft. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to stalk Cheryl home. So we could force her to let us go her house to play Wii. In the end we played comp because her 'scary' sister was hogging the TV. ): &lt;br /&gt;So sad right? I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Pizza Hut guy again! Grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying real hard that Final Destination 4 is a NC16 or below. In the United States, it was R, which meant people under 17 requires parental guidance. In the UK, it was a 15 which meant, no one under 15 is allowed to watch. In thailand however, it's an R21. This is nerve racking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, while at Cheryl's house, went down to lepak for awhile with Syameer and (lick lips). Dont' think sick people. It isn't blowjob or anything like that k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8766623960719689784?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8766623960719689784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/swensens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8766623960719689784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8766623960719689784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/swensens.html' title='Swensens'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7826965852809244389</id><published>2009-08-25T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:49:24.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brithdays</title><content type='html'>On 23rd August,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Haziyah and Hanisah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 24th August,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Faidah Mannan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 25th August,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Farahketots!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jesslyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August babies banyak sangat uh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7826965852809244389?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7826965852809244389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/brithdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7826965852809244389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7826965852809244389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/brithdays.html' title='Brithdays'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8235716852557143199</id><published>2009-08-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:30:08.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart my friends.</title><content type='html'>On page one-four-four&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon your words, &lt;br /&gt;long Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Those childish words, &lt;br /&gt;that used to mean&lt;br /&gt;the love we had between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all just dreams and fantasies&lt;br /&gt;but we were happy together&lt;br /&gt;Reading those words,&lt;br /&gt;just made me remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Fairytale Story&lt;br /&gt;of roses and hearts&lt;br /&gt;and rainbows in the skies&lt;br /&gt;Our Fairytale Storu&lt;br /&gt;Fueled by love&lt;br /&gt;and the im-matureness of our minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote that unfinished song at Bedok Macs while waiting for Farah.&lt;br /&gt;Like what Zul says: If you don't have the heart, don't fast. Not worth it, cos it doesn't come from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I am living with that logic now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the afternoon looking for my headset. Had my eye on alot of them, but they were either too over my budget, or dull if they fit the budget. Grrr. So maddening. Did saw metallic one. Though it wasn't metallic all over. Farah says I shouldn't rush. I really hope that something catches my eye very soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW people, I'm giving out your belated birthday gifts either during my year-end cum birthday party or during Os that time alright? Only 25 people in my list. (: BTW, I've given you all a hint for what I want for my birthday. Look below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of my ideal headphones:&lt;br /&gt;Huge, Cushion-y, Comfortable, something I can lose myself in.&lt;br /&gt;Bright-coloured, Neon, Eye catching.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;I like no shame like that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I missed Pizza Hut Guy today.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The malays in the class might have a gathering at some sort at the newly opened Swedish Cafe at Arab Street to break fast during one of the days of the one-week holiday. Weee. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8235716852557143199?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8235716852557143199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-heart-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8235716852557143199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8235716852557143199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-heart-my-friends.html' title='I heart my friends.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6160423429785894151</id><published>2009-08-22T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:27:33.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swearing</title><content type='html'>Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I think swearing has been a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I've been swearing unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Technically, I tk batal puase kn cos I didn't mean to.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, chey. I talk to God like God my friend gitu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-6160423429785894151?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6160423429785894151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/swearing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6160423429785894151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6160423429785894151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/swearing.html' title='Swearing'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-4250917135235819714</id><published>2009-08-22T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:03:18.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famished</title><content type='html'>I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;But as usual, it will pass.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-4250917135235819714?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-517684766527733624</id><published>2009-08-22T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:02:11.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A word of thought</title><content type='html'>My life is kinda like a stage.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only actress, the one that plays all the characters.&lt;br /&gt;So people, think about this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think Dee isn't just some false pretense that I've come up with?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-517684766527733624?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/517684766527733624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2569568211103727994</id><published>2009-08-21T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:01:47.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy endings never last.</title><content type='html'>I'm tearing so much because I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2569568211103727994?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2569568211103727994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-endings-never-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2569568211103727994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2569568211103727994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-endings-never-last.html' title='Happy endings never last.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8881809121112119722</id><published>2009-08-21T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:47:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Hut Guys</title><content type='html'>Planned to eat Pizza Hut at TM after school, with Astri, Nur and Dexy. Unfortunately, the queue was so fucking long that we were forced to eat KFC. As usual, I ate the Ultimate Box Meal. I'm still so fucking full until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, headed to Astri's house to waste time. I used her comp to check out my various accounts. And then we played some spooky game in her room. Poker cards were used and you need two people. One of you chooses either to name 4 male or female friends. All the king or queen's cards are laid out in front of you according to the order of the symbols. You then rate the names of your friends according to the most dearest, starting out with the spades. After rating your friends, you then ask any random questions about any of these four people. The other person will then draw one card with every question asked and matches it to the cards laid out according to symbols.  So for example, I choose males. The King's are then laid down in front of me and I start rating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spades: Puts&lt;br /&gt;Hearts: Irfan&lt;br /&gt;Clubs: Syafeeq&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds: Aslam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask: Which one of these guys is the fatest?&lt;br /&gt;Dexy will draw the top card of teh shuffled deck. It's a club and matches it to the King of Clubs. So it means that Syafeeq is the fatest, which is actually true. All the four questions I asked were correct. It was so freaky. And it only worked in Astri's room. Because they tried it in the living room, but the cards never got it right. We figured it was some spirit in Astri's room. Astri further freaked me out by saying it was a ten-year old girl. What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that headed to Bedok Macs to hang out with Boo and her junior. Bought myself a mocha frappe. Then there was this annoying SAC bung that kept staring sia. So annoying. I really wanted to kill her. But after his death, I ain't gonna risk my friend's life anymore. I love them too much. Anyway, yeah we had a staRing match. What's her problem sia. These kind of people got nothing else better to do except to just annoy other people/ . Pfft. Please you all not worth my time la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah English Paper went okay? OMG. I really get so annoyed at people who can't stop talking non-stop about the paper. Like hello, it's over. Whatever you say, you can't change anything.So stop killing yourself over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting event happened today. The white-faced, two-faced bitch in class lost her temper and shouted at the others to shut up. Who else? Megan Liu la, with the cacat lips. Anyways, yeah, it didn't stop there, because I shouted back at her. I was pissed sia. I mean it's their problem if they want to make noise ah. Like she never make noise before like that. And it's none of her business anyways. I mean who the hell is she to tell others to shut up? And it wasn't a polite "Keep Quiet". It was a shrill 'Shut up!" What the fuck. Why don't you shut up first bitch? Anyway, I finally got to release my hate at Megan. Phew. Been keeping it inside for far too long. See? I do have patience. It's just that when you piss the hell outta me, I'll blow. Right back at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan: SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Eh your father's place issit? Their problem ah if they wanna make noise.&lt;br /&gt;(Megan ignores)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao, if got the guts to shout at them to shut up, retort back ah. Nothing to say right? Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried for Farah right now at her relative's place. She's all alone without her family. Sigh. Hold on Farah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I like Pizza Hut Guys now after I teased one of them and he smiled back. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8881809121112119722?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8881809121112119722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/pizza-hut-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8881809121112119722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8881809121112119722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/pizza-hut-guys.html' title='Pizza Hut Guys'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7384345935641868863</id><published>2009-08-20T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:09:54.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did my math at Bedok macs with Boo and Astri. Met Naufail and his friends there. I think one of his friends was so cute! His features were kinda like a girl's but I still find him damn cute. And Astri was damn funny. She actually got depressed that she didn't see Torres appear one last time on TV when we were leaving. Hhaha. I'm sure her husband, Lucas Gabriel is damn pissed at he right now. HAHAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Prelim Paper tomorrow. For the first time ever, I'm not worked up. (: Let's hope this calmness will help me do well. Best of luck everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7384345935641868863?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7384345935641868863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-my-math-at-bedok-macs-with-boo-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7384345935641868863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7384345935641868863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-my-math-at-bedok-macs-with-boo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-4458855924057512323</id><published>2009-08-19T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:30:14.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Promises</title><content type='html'>Eh blogger is really getting on my nerves. You should be thankful that you're not human, cos I think I've ripped your heart out from the sternum, or whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm that pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm aware that I haven't updated my blog. Heees. I was taking a break la. I wanted to spend more of my computer time watching old movies starring the Olsen twins, such as When In Rome and New York Minute. I'm kinda sad though that I wasn't able to catch my episodes of The Mentalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the highlights of this week&lt;br /&gt;- Shared a Macs meal with Farah on Monday at Bedok Macs. Then headed down to Parkway to stuff my self at Sakae Sushi with Selynna. Looking back, I mcm very free sei, asek kua jek. Padahal O-levels ard the corner jek. I feel a teeny-weeny guilty only. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had my Olevel English Oral on Tuesday. It was nerve-wrecking at first, I have to admit. But then I managed to compose myself. However, I think I was abit too relax, cos the La(s) started coming in and Instead of saying 'he aid, she said' I said 'she was like...he was like..' So yeah, it was kinda a letdown. But I think it went well though, hopefully. I'm just super relieved to get it off my chest. One step closer to the big O's though. That ain't so relieving for me.  After oral I headed to KFC Bedok with Faidah for lunch. I studied abit there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Just now, I went to Farah's house. Bought a McSpicy Meal upsize and a Subway Cold Cut Trio Sandwich. I also managed to squeeze in a slice of chocolate cake. No wonder I'm fat. Watched The Challenge after eating. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the week's been rather interesting so far. It definitely wasn't mundane, at least. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I really hate it when people say they'll call, but they don't? Go update your memory card la pls people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-4458855924057512323?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/4458855924057512323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/broken-promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4458855924057512323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4458855924057512323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/broken-promises.html' title='Broken Promises'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7781925822928807539</id><published>2009-08-16T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:12:19.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocked at Surprises</title><content type='html'>It's not like I feel better today. It's just for your sake, I'm gonna recount the events that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, yesterday was Natasha Sadiq Sodhy Veerasamy's birthday. Early in the morning, our kidnapping plan commenced. At approximately, 0700 hrs Arra and Hannah headed down to Nat's house. From what I've heard, the scene goes something like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Follow me go eat breakfast okay.&lt;br /&gt;Nat: Okay. (Continues eating prune yoghurt?)&lt;br /&gt;Hannah grins widely. Nat suspects something. Turns around and see Arra coming at her with masking tape.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Apparently, there was this part about Hannah shoving the yoghurt up her mouth but I don't know where it fits in. So yeah, they shoved Nat into the cab and headed to an open filed beside TPJC. Apparently, the taxi driver wanted to have a say in the whole thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Woah, you all not bad uh. So clever. Eh must remember to give me ten percent of the ransom okay! Remember me ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The dialogues aren't necessarily the real ones. You just have to get my point.)&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The cab driver wa sso cute. Anws yeah when they reached the field, me, Thahira and Anisah was there waiting, after carrying all the stuff by ourselves from the bustop to the field. Me and Thahira had to carry these super huge bags filled with water bombs. It was so fucking heavy. And mine was leaking so I couldn't hug it to my chest to reduce the amount of energy needed to carry that bag. So I had to carry mine with both hands and it took 10 pit stops before I finally reached that patch of green. Aaaarrrggghhh! And know, my whole body's aching. Grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hannah leads Natasha somewhere in the middle of the field and then Nat trips and falls to the ground. We then started pelting her with the water bombs but then she starts screaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat: Aaah! Aaaah! Stop! My bag! Please! Take out my bag! MY TOPSHOP VOUCHER FOR FAIDAH IS INSIDE! TAKE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I found the last part damn funny. So then we had to unwrap the tape and take out her bag. All the while, she was screaming with agony cos it was like waxing when we attempted to pull out the masking tape. Nat was crying and whimpering and calling for her mama. HAHA. When her bag was finally free, we continued pelting her with the water bombs and I threw my eggs ta her. When she was finally free and able to see, she started chasing us! I was so scared cos I didn't wanna get water and eggs on me. So I was the first one to run away up the blocks, hoping that she wouldn't find me. For a few minutes I was up there. and the adrenaline pumping through my veins made me pee a bit in my pants. Not my fault okay! Adrenaline made my sphincter muscles lose control! So yeah, finally I gave up la and went back to teh field. Then Nat went to hug me, smile smile then threw an egg at me! Then kena my shoes sia! Idiot. Apparently, she bought a packet of eggs just to get back at me. pfft. Damn funny. So yeah we spent another few moments finishing the water bombs then we headed under the block to eat the mee hoon and cake that was brought. And of course camwhore. Pictures are up on facebook I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, me and Faidah went to Nat's house. I, to bathe. Faidah, to playw ith Nat's cat. So afte rbathing and all, we followed Nat to get her trial contacts. Her eyes are so much bigger now! HAHA. Yeah afer that Faidah went home and me  and Nat took teh train. Then I realised Faidah forgot to pass me the money! So I had to like go PP and meet Jaslyn Shi who passed me the money, Thank god! Jas was so cute in her get-up. haha. I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then proceeded to 7-eleven to meet khairul, azri and adit. We then headed to ecp for the second surprise for Natasha! Hhaha. After walking for ages, we reached Macs. A really embarrasing thing happened sia. I wanted to get out to buy myself a meal but then khairul wen to block the opening, so that me and Adit couldn't get out. I tried to push him away but he was too strong1 So I climbed on the table and went out on the other side. apparently, my back hit the lamp, which then fell and bounced on the cake box. Whoops. All attention on me and Adit who were teh only ones left at the table cos Khairul ran away. Idiot. I also ran away to buy my meal and Adit ran away to the other table HAHA. Thankfully, we didn't have to pay for the broken lamp. LOL. Then we headed to Barbecue Pit 27 and waited for Nat there. Nat was so surprised to see us cos she thought that she and Hannah were only eating lunch and that we were all just studying. HAHA. Right back at ya girl. So yeah, Nat blew the candles, or more like the wind blew it for her. Then the cake was eaten which was abit leaning to the side cos of my superb skills in carrying the cake. Hehs. At ECP, we played dog and bone the rough one, BANG and sabo-ed Nat some more. Azri kene pushed into the sea, after lying to us that his phone was with him so he couldn't get wet. Then he had this cut on his foot. We drenched Nat in Adit's Virgin Mohitas and ice cubes after chasing her around the park. LOL. It was fun la. Dzul left early and I left at ard 5. At the end of the day, my back ache, my arms ache, my feet are sos ore and pinful from running around barefooted, and my body was itching like hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a super summarised version people. Hope you gusy had your fun too during your weekends. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7781925822928807539?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7781925822928807539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/shocked-at-surprises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7781925822928807539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7781925822928807539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/shocked-at-surprises.html' title='Shocked at Surprises'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1144709850927144553</id><published>2009-08-15T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:01:34.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>Nat's birthday was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I' m not feeling the mood in sharing the story tonight. Some other time okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the lack of updates. Today's gonna be another one of those days where the posts do not have any details.  I'm sorry. I'm just feeling so disheartened and all. I'm not even going to meet Rafi later. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I got grounded a whole lot worse now. Fuck you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh blogger, can you stop giving me this fucking annoying shit?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1144709850927144553?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1144709850927144553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1144709850927144553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1144709850927144553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5612675312764249102</id><published>2009-08-14T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:44:50.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phong pong</title><content type='html'>I'm at PHONG's house right now.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl Phong. (:&lt;br /&gt;To play Wii actually but I ended up using her sister's laptop to watch my show.&lt;br /&gt;You know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;The Mentalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to see Mrs Pang on Monday sia. Cos I didn't go IR. This is so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl thinks I'm damn scared cos when she said that, I coincidentally spilled coke all over my clothes. Your evidence not valid la. Nenenee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, Operation Natasha will commence at 0700 h. Okay ladies, take your places. Bring your equipment. This mission's gonna be a BLAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy belated birthday presents for Jaslyn Shi and Natasha. Yesterday was Jaslyn's birthday. We played a prank on her. The whole class and PB ignored her. Then during second period, I had to act out my role. I approached Jaslyn and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Jas you wanna tell us anything?&lt;br /&gt;Jas: Tell you what?&lt;br /&gt;Dee: We all know Jas.&lt;br /&gt;Jas: Know what?&lt;br /&gt;Dee: You sure you don't have anything to say?&lt;br /&gt;Jas: No! What?&lt;br /&gt;Dee: We know it was you. You're the thief right Jas? You're th eone who's been stealing ll that money.&lt;br /&gt;Jas: I didn't! I fucking swear I didn't steal the money!&lt;br /&gt;Dee: The thief would have said the same thing, wouldn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah then I culdn't tahan already. Wanted to cry seeing Jas face so stress andabd scrunched up. I felt so guilty nd i really couldn't wait till recess when the prank will end. After the third period, we anti-climax her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: Today right, is a very special day&lt;br /&gt;Jas smiling&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: We all know why it's interesting right?&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: Today right...&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: is Mrs Loe's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole class burst into a Birthday sing. But instead of saying Mrs Loe's name, we said JASLYN. HAHHA. So funny!&lt;br /&gt;And btw, it wasn't really Mrs Loe's birthday. I'm saying this for the benefit of people like Cheryl Phong who are too stupid to see that it was pat of the prank. HAHA. Jk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess that's all for now. I wanna go watch my show. I'll blog more when I get home. If my siblings didn't hog the comp first ah.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5612675312764249102?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5612675312764249102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/phong-pong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5612675312764249102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5612675312764249102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/phong-pong.html' title='Phong pong'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8825570949433315589</id><published>2009-08-13T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:55:55.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who I wanna be when I grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Model.&lt;br /&gt;A Stewardess&lt;br /&gt;An Artiste.&lt;br /&gt;A Hotel Manager.&lt;br /&gt;And a part-time Fashion Designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is the least important. But the list isn't arranged in any order. After Os, I'm gonna start my own collection. For myself, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is forever being a bitch to me. God, go eat medicine can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8825570949433315589?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8825570949433315589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-i-wanna-be-when-i-grow-up-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8825570949433315589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8825570949433315589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-i-wanna-be-when-i-grow-up-model.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5413244543097312348</id><published>2009-08-12T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:17:29.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three things</title><content type='html'>Firstly, me and Lynn are friends again! I miss talking to Puteh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I forgot to say that after the National Day celebration in school, I saw Hidayat at Bedok Macs with some random whore he's probably banging right now. Grrrr. He still owes me money and when I ask about it he says he still doesn't have it. Like that, I must wait until when sia? Chao Chee Bye. I am so tempted to perform a vasectomy on him so he cannot make girls pregnant anymore and to inject something into his bloodstream to screw up his cock. I'm not evil. Anyone who knows him will agree with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I was going through my phobias. I talk about phobias like they're files. Haha. Wasn't intentional. Anyways, my top three and only phobias are Heights, the Supernatural and Falling in love. &lt;br /&gt;Only the first one is rational, the other two a bit stupid ah but seriously I fear them the most, like seriously. I scared of ghost sia. Can you believe it? If someone die at my block and I see that red sticker beside the lift button, I damn scared to take the lift and I'll just end up walking ten flights of stairs. It's like the red sticker makes me think as if they've put a jinx on the lift and something unfortunate will just happen. Damn scared. I also hate going toilets alone. Especially if the toilet is so ulu and dark. Damn scared. But that's all ah. I ain't that scared of creepy crawlies or that kind of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had Math IR which I like. I finished the TKSS paper on time. Well, except the graph question. Went to PP Macs to study afterwards with Boo, Zoe, Sally, Astri and Faidah. Obviously, productivity wasn't very high cos I kept distracting them with my singing (haha) and we kept getting distracted by the random conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want my old school boyfriend but I do have to admit, I have my doubts. It's kinda fun being single. You're free to look at guys up and down and started chatting with them. (:  Oh Oh. And I just realised I haven't had a successful valentine's day so far with the opposite sex. That's quite bad eh. But I don't care very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope the plan for tomorrow goes well. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5413244543097312348?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5413244543097312348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5413244543097312348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5413244543097312348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-things.html' title='three things'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5146488422250131830</id><published>2009-08-11T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:47:44.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look UP</title><content type='html'>Just came back home from watching a movie with Jas. We watched UP! It was nice, but frankly, it couldn't match up to G.I. Joe. G.I. Joe will be my best ever movie this year. I kinda almost fell asleep halfway through UP. Heheh. But it was cute ah. But those 3D glasses were really annoying cos my specs were too big for it and it kept sliding down! So I kinda had to look up all the way to prevent the glasses from slipping down. I regretted abit watching 3D. Wasn't worth the price, I must say. They have to cut the price abit, in my opinion, cos those 3D glasses are reused for other users and you can kinda smell other people's scent on those glasses. Really disgusting. I tried real hard to ignore it. I wished one of us brought along a sanitizer. Well, I guess I'll just have to take note next time to bring a sanitizer if I'm going to watch a 3D movie. Which means, Final Destination 4 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was really boring as usual. Nat reminded me of how much I hate routines and how I try as hard as possible to break the routines other normal students go through everyday, which is : Wake up, Go to School, Come back, Sleep. That is seriously damn boring. That is an example of lack of social life. Eeeek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR though was not bad actually. I actually paid attention during Bio IR. And my rare attention to Mrs Tan was nicely rewarded cos she released us like an hour early! Weeee. I shouldn't kacau her anymore. Although she's so cute everytime we all kacau her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to watch my show. I think I'm going to upload some more pictures. And hope it doesn't interfere with my movie downloads! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't gotten my old school boyfriend. Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5146488422250131830?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5146488422250131830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5146488422250131830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5146488422250131830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-up.html' title='look UP'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8420598531755183373</id><published>2009-08-10T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:08:42.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old school anyone?</title><content type='html'>This year's National Day was mostly spent with my family,&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys for turning down your offers la k.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't convenient cos my auntie was getting engaged yesterday anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent like most of the day at the engagement ceremony. the only part I like about it is that I can hang out with my cousins! We played hide-and-seek along with my lil cousins. HAHA. And got scolded by the adults cos they didn't want us to perspire. LOL. Typical ah dorang. The food was great, especially the kuah ayam lemak. Fucking spicy and POWER. Go Go Power Rangers! I miss the old Power Rangers. The ones which I watched when I was a kid. Those were classics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after that, watching the National Day Parade, while waiting for my Dad to take us out for dinner. The only highlight was taking the pledge! Did you guys take the pledge?? I took a video of it! But I forgot to wear bra ah. Hahaha. I think I'll post it up on facebook soon. Along with the rest of the pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad came, i didn't feel like going ah, so I told him I was gonna stay home. Good thing I didn't cos I got a call from my cousin soon after. She invited me to go to some house party of her friend's. So I told my Dad I was going to my cousin's house for a while. But I went to Tampines instead ah. It wasn't exactly a party la. Just people lazing around, with a lot of booze and stuff. Then Dan was there! Hahaha. So he gave me a lift home on his bike! Weee. I want to ride one again. I wish I could own one. Keep dreaming dee. You know your dad will never allow it after what happened at the race in Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;It's kinda unfair though. My choices are affected by an incident in the past. But what can I say? Life's never fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;And I have a dinner with coach later. Weee. HANGING OUT WITH THE TEAM WILL BE FUN. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an oldschool boyfriend! Will you be mine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8420598531755183373?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8420598531755183373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-school-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8420598531755183373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8420598531755183373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-school-anyone.html' title='Old school anyone?'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1585738769285235300</id><published>2009-08-08T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:59:06.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't I just have you back?&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;But what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;All's fair in love and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, how I hate that quote right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously forgot what I wanted to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm gonna follow Kak Mira's example. &lt;br /&gt;It's least I could do to thank her for constantly being there in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Even though she literally couldn't be there by me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY CANNOT REMEMBER WHAT I WAS GOING TO BLOG ABOUT SIA.&lt;br /&gt;And until then, I will keep writing crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan asked me to go watch fireworks tomorrow. But I want to watch Singapore Idol ah. Choices again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1585738769285235300?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1585738769285235300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-cant-i-just-have-you-back-its-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1585738769285235300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1585738769285235300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-cant-i-just-have-you-back-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7764119623295763305</id><published>2009-08-08T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:54:23.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And for you information,&lt;br /&gt;I don't influence others and others do not influence me&lt;br /&gt;I make my own choices&lt;br /&gt;I do what I want to do&lt;br /&gt;I say what's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's all me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about doing my own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;In the end I didn't go study.&lt;br /&gt;I just stayed at home,&lt;br /&gt;watched more episodes of the mentalist,&lt;br /&gt;watched angels and demons&lt;br /&gt;and did abit of Amath.&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't a fruitful day.&lt;br /&gt;But say, I'm not regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what i wanted to blog about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished you knew about me,&lt;br /&gt;I wished you knew I was there,&lt;br /&gt;I wished that you were able to make out&lt;br /&gt;my hand among all those hands.&lt;br /&gt;And then you'll know&lt;br /&gt;that I didn't actually abandon you.&lt;br /&gt;I was there by your side,&lt;br /&gt;only,&lt;br /&gt;she got there to you first.&lt;br /&gt;I was late and thus I lost you,&lt;br /&gt;to that girl who you saw when you opened your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;just because you thought that I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be talking about you,&lt;br /&gt;then again,&lt;br /&gt;this might be referring to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;you will never know,&lt;br /&gt;cos my lips are sealed,&lt;br /&gt;of the true happenings of that event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what I just said might not be true.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7764119623295763305?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7764119623295763305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-for-you-information-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7764119623295763305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7764119623295763305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-absolutely-no-mood-to-tolerate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1280005354025770664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1280005354025770664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-absolutely-no-mood-to-tolerate.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5625604207192311667</id><published>2009-08-08T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:48:41.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is fucking annoying. Where's my toolbar?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5625604207192311667?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5625604207192311667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-fucking-annoying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5625604207192311667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5625604207192311667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-fucking-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1099087022263007421</id><published>2009-08-08T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:41:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to study later.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't decide where!&lt;br /&gt;Parkway? Bedok? Airport?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just do my dishes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1099087022263007421?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1099087022263007421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1099087022263007421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1099087022263007421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6881458372738033410</id><published>2009-08-07T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:23:41.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>There is seriously something wrong with my blogger. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's National Day Celebration Class Party was seriously bleh. Firstly, there were no plastic cups and limited plastic plates. Also, we ran out of activities halfway. And I embarrassed myself singing in front of the whole class. I seriously cannot sing, I think. And someone took a video of it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Don't Forget the Lyrics game was damn fun! It's like really touching to hear the class singing as one. I eished the class would do that for the national anthem. It'd be so damn cool! Kn Kn??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catched G.I. Joe with the softballers after the celebrations! Zoe say my dress look like Amah. Walao. OHMYGODDDDD. CATCH G.I. Joe alright!!!! It's freaking awesome!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was supposed to meet Farah after that cos the others had some youth team bonding session. Then skali I got the text from saying she doesn't feel like going. So yeah, I was about to call Min when suddenly she call and she really wasn't feeling her best so I asked her come down Bedok to talk. So we just lepak-ed and talked at Bedok Macs while I had my late lunch. Yeap. I wish people will try to understand Farah laa. At her age, they tend to go through a phase. And it's essential that she's surrounded by loved ones during that phase. Cos how you went through that phase and how you managed to come out of it makes a person who she is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, talking to Farah reminds me of Kak Mira. I miss her so much. I think I was abit like Farah when I was her age. I kept thinking how my problems were damn serious and tend to assume that I was the only person in the whole wide world who had problems and I never stopped to think that there are people out there who might be going through even bigger problems than me. But Kak Mira was there for me. And she seemed to really get me. And she indirectly taught me the values of life and I learnt alot la through her. I miss her so much. It's like I never talk to her now. With her being in and out of girl's home. I hope your parents will one day see the real you, Kak Mira. Try not to worry. What goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong Farah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-6881458372738033410?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6881458372738033410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6881458372738033410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6881458372738033410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/sisters.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-45276211908027996</id><published>2009-08-06T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:46:42.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am watching The Mentalist.&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did a lot of Amath. Completed TKGS Amath Prelim Paper 1. I got a B3. So depressing.&lt;br /&gt;I also completed my Math Trigo worksheet. Oh and talking about Math, I think I just screwed my spring test up. Again. Sigh. Mrs Tan caught me not paying attention and doing AHEM during her lesson. She also realised that I didn't do my corrections. So I lied and said I did it on fulscep. Then she told me to come forward and staple. But I didn't have that fulscep of corrections. So I just cabot ah. Then my classmates told me that she saw me running out. Sigh, again. I wonder what she'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm kinda nervous about tomorrow. Not about my outfit but about the food! I don't think my Mee Goreng is gonna be enough. It's like 1kg only. Sigh. My mom misunderstood laa. Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a bit annoyed at Zoe and Natasha whoshare a very common characteristic. They like to stop replying in the middle of an unfinished conversation. So now I don't knnow what we doing after the celebrations. I hope we'll be watching a movie.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I don't feel so high. I have no idea why. Can you feel how un-cheery my post is? What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, today we had water fight. And I got damn wet. Cos I kept getting damn tired when trying to get away from the water-shiooters. So like in the middle of a chase, I'll just stop and that's when they shoot me. Another downside of cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cigarettes, we were told to write out our dreams and goals for Singapore on this pink, heart-shaped paer. Guess what I wrote? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                'Freedom to smoke.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't resist ah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-45276211908027996?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/45276211908027996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-watching-mentalist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/45276211908027996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/45276211908027996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-watching-mentalist.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-440609847139876475</id><published>2009-08-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:40:22.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on me</title><content type='html'>I've decided I'm going to turn up on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Cos not turning up will be kinda bad towards the rest of the class la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry if you guys were pissed at me during LEGACY.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up for it so I'll cook ya'll Mee Goreng k? I cook one.&lt;br /&gt;We'll have it along with Jolene's sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dressing up as a Eurasian. &lt;br /&gt;And no, I've decided not to wear the pink heels. Cos I might be going out later and I dnt wanna torture my feet. They're so nice to me. They never smell and they never let all those veins pop up on the surface. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But my outfit will still be pink though. (:&lt;br /&gt;It'll match my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have water fight tomorrow!!! I cannot waittt. Let's get wet and horny people. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-440609847139876475?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/440609847139876475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/blame-it-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/440609847139876475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/440609847139876475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/blame-it-on-me.html' title='Blame it on me'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5694979545226900026</id><published>2009-08-05T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:34:04.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I did it again</title><content type='html'>Most of the time, I'm not talking about who you think I might be talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Happy FUCK Day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. &lt;br /&gt;Today I got fucked 23 times.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Solehan's favourite number. &lt;br /&gt;Though my favourite number is inside. &lt;br /&gt;My lovely number 3.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Arra for using that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go catch every episode of the mentalist aites. It's freaking nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR was bleh. Amath really drained me.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Will I ever be ready for that subject.&lt;br /&gt;Dee doesn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a dilemma whether to attend the School's National Day Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because the schedule for the Sec 4s is freaking lame.&lt;br /&gt;Can you see any sense in waking damn early just to go to school to 'Party' at the school canteen for 2 only hours dressed in ethnic costumes or red and white?&lt;br /&gt;Afraid not. &lt;br /&gt;While we're in the canteen getting fatter every minute, the rest of the school gets to watch the concert. Apparently, the reason was they had to isolate the Sec 4s from the others because of, again, H1N1, as we were taking our Os this year. Okay everyone. TKGS doesn't care about any of their students except the Sec 4s. HAHA. Joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going Karaoke. I want to sing my lungs out. And watch stupid gay people embarrass themselves. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what I wanted to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5694979545226900026?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5694979545226900026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops-i-did-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5694979545226900026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5694979545226900026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops I did it again'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3974858734430397894</id><published>2009-08-03T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:17:33.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm watching the Orphan right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am so totally changed about adoption right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I'm just going to bear the pain of bearing children.&lt;br /&gt;Eh that was a pun!&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3974858734430397894?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3974858734430397894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-watching-orphan-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3974858734430397894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3974858734430397894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-watching-orphan-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2923336677710013237</id><published>2009-08-03T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:43:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can't believe in love anymore dee. You just can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are"&lt;br /&gt;-St Augustine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2923336677710013237?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2923336677710013237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-cant-believe-in-love-anymore-dee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2923336677710013237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2923336677710013237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-cant-believe-in-love-anymore-dee.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5600285536583110356</id><published>2009-08-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:41:18.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want that font bar back! I want the colour template! &lt;br /&gt;WHERE THE HELL DID IT GO????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of white fonts. It's so plain! Can I please have my colours back? Da la the school is so mundane-ly plain. I want my bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm just going to sink in this depression slowly, just like quicksand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5600285536583110356?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5600285536583110356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-that-font-bar-back-i-want-colour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5600285536583110356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5600285536583110356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-that-font-bar-back-i-want-colour.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5684552564863725883</id><published>2009-08-03T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:31:16.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Sew tied in First place with Cg Ashikin for Best teacher Award!&lt;br /&gt;Judjes: Nur Diyana Ramlan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is:&lt;br /&gt;Due2!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaah&lt;br /&gt;I am so stupidly lame today.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and bored&lt;br /&gt;so do talk to me darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5684552564863725883?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5684552564863725883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates-mrs-sew-tied-in-first-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5684552564863725883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5684552564863725883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates-mrs-sew-tied-in-first-place.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1477287754349370862</id><published>2009-08-03T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:24:06.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Mrs tan has stopped picking up on me.&lt;br /&gt;Goood.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that was because I was sitting at the last bench in the AVT and couldn't hear my super loud voice much.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it isn't the latter.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1477287754349370862?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5571170398456343441</id><published>2009-08-03T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:22:14.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My history file is bursting.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;Jaslyn and Farah's birthday is coming up. But I bankrupttt.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5571170398456343441?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5571170398456343441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-history-file-is-bursting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5571170398456343441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5571170398456343441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-history-file-is-bursting.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2851126764708240843</id><published>2009-08-03T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:04:40.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or does blogger have a problem? Because I cannot change my fonts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this morning, Natasha had to show me this article on new smoking regulations and I must say, I'm freaking amazed at how the government is still oblivious to the fact that their policies, no matter how much they enforce them and make them stricter, won't stop underage smoking. Like seriously. Teens these days? We're very imaginative and creative in thinking. HAHA. And we will come up with ways to get around the law. So to the government, thanks for making the effort, but I hope you'll soon realise that the policies you are enforcing, will never be enough.&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, it is really unfair to constrict the lack of control over our lives. It should be up to the individual, not the government, to decide whether to take up smoking, or not. We, Singaporeans, showcase our patriotism by not abusing the freedom the government has given us. Showcasing patriotism isn't all about hanging up flags on national day and saying the pledge. It's also about being thankful to the nation about having the freedom to do what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a really bad migraine so I decided to skip IR. I then headed to Macs to have my lunch with Azri. Hahaha. Damn funny. Azri, I really think you should be straightforward to Feeza sia. Like seriously. Nanti she infer wrongly, like you. Bus-ed to Bedok with Azri, then went to pee at Bedok Library. I then bus-ed to Masjid Kassim there to buy some Madrasah Textbooks. I then bus-ed again to Sims Avenue to meet with Syameer. Thank god for bus concession sia. Without it, I think I'd finished my ez-link money within a day. Headed home after that. Cannot afford to break my curfew again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims like in 18 days. Bloody scared sia. I'm gonna do so badly. )): I shall go study again tomorrow. Yes, i must. I finished y Chem homework and TKSS Math paper. I did paper 1 of Olevel Math paper 2000 and Crescent Girls Prelim Paper. I read a bit of the Nervous System so I know what the hell is going on. hahaha. I like the word synapse. It's so nice to pronounce. Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilove you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2851126764708240843?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2851126764708240843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-just-me-or-does-blogger-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2851126764708240843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2851126764708240843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-just-me-or-does-blogger-have.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6297249090858124480</id><published>2009-08-01T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:19:23.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back my control.&lt;br /&gt;Or everything will just turn up,&lt;br /&gt;wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play LAN with Hannah and Nat and newly made friends, khairul Azhar, Azri, Haziq, Adib and Aisyah(?).&lt;br /&gt;So sorry if I spelt your names wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Studied at Bedok Macs before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Puts about the dilemma I'm facing now.&lt;br /&gt;He says I shouldn't do anything yet. He says I have to be patient and wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I don't mind taking the chance and accepting whatever the consequences are.&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm feeling slightly doubtful about.&lt;br /&gt;It just feels right you know?&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;Puts also told me that it's essential that I be careful about who I talk to about this matter.&lt;br /&gt;Cos if I tell her, she might just freak or something, or things will turn out weirdly weird.&lt;br /&gt;I hate dilemmas,&lt;br /&gt;but I guess life's all about having to make a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gaze just melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let myself fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;At least,&lt;br /&gt;not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts-Incubus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-6297249090858124480?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6297249090858124480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-has-to-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6297249090858124480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6297249090858124480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-has-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-518182720087365371</id><published>2009-08-01T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:17:11.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooohhh.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my tagboard. Apparently there's someone who goes by the name of '-' who just told me what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-518182720087365371?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/518182720087365371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/oooohhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/518182720087365371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/518182720087365371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/08/oooohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1721928646194130988</id><published>2009-07-31T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:24:14.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>Today=Uneventful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed at Lynn Ng cos org maen2 with her pon tk le. Da tk ya marah2. Keemek sia. Menyampah sei. Eh, pompan mcm u I tk de kuase nk layan ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also pissed at Jeanna? from 4e1? Alamak, that girl thought I was going steal money from megan's wallet cos I tok her wallet from the table and opened it. Padahal, I just wanted to look at Jae Joong. Menyampah sia. You think I so poor issit? As if I've got the balls to ever steal money from anyone. And Megan is my classmate. Urgghh. It's so annoying how people just come with assumptions damn fast. It's a wonder why they can't come up with solutions to Amath problems as fast. And anyways, if I were to steal la, I ain't so stupid to just take the money in front of all those people in class? Alamak girl? Use your commnon sense please. Gggrrr. These people? One word: Kaypoh la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm s o fucking pissed at her? She give me that stupid face, and started asking Clara there who sits behind me and all. pfft. Mind your own fucking business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops. Today I wasn't very nice. It wasn't intentional! If Lynn wasn't so pissed, I wouldn't get pissed. And if Jenna didn't show her fucking attitude, I wouldn't get pissed about her either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to the booty cos the hand's ain't on duty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1721928646194130988?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1721928646194130988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1721928646194130988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1721928646194130988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1680401204481735909</id><published>2009-07-31T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:06:34.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem-ing</title><content type='html'>'Is it possible to fall in love with someone you never knew?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I think I just did.&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts though&lt;br /&gt;cos he doesn't even notice that I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how could I ever let you know&lt;br /&gt;when your words are all I've ever read&lt;br /&gt;I know you through those lines you type&lt;br /&gt;and post every single day without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading you kinda just makes me feel&lt;br /&gt;that somehow we knew each other before&lt;br /&gt;or maybe&lt;br /&gt;is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I would kill to have you turn around&lt;br /&gt;and see that girl behind you&lt;br /&gt;her face no longer a haze&lt;br /&gt;her identity shining through'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, all I need is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1680401204481735909?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1680401204481735909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/poem-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1680401204481735909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1680401204481735909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/poem-ing.html' title='Poem-ing'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-4439760913291670759</id><published>2009-07-30T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:57:07.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grounded</title><content type='html'>Being grounded kinda feels serene. Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent my time after IR at parkway Macs studying molecular genetics for tomorrow's Bio Quiz. So troublesome ah. I'm so brain-exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's IR was really fun. Mrs S gave out MnMs and let us eat in class. Furthermore, she released us early. Weeeee. We love love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have to god o my malay karangan. I don't know why Malay homework is the only homework I sincerely bother to do. Maybe cos  my malay teacher very the nice. Like my history teacher. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or does this post feels kinda boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Life's just like a novel, with the end RIPPED out.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-4439760913291670759?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/4439760913291670759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/grounded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4439760913291670759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4439760913291670759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/grounded.html' title='Grounded'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3636137849811485023</id><published>2009-07-29T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:28:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss my boybands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break down these walls, I built around myself&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall so in love, with you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaaa, I cannot italic my words!!! Annoying sei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3636137849811485023?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3636137849811485023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-my-boybands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3636137849811485023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3636137849811485023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-my-boybands.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-536558964075027069</id><published>2009-07-29T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:05:33.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I came to school today all groggy and tired. Blame it on last night. Went to visit Hairul's family along with his brothers. The atmosphere at the late Hairul's house was really depressing. It really disheartened me when I saw Aunty cry like that. It also angers me at how some teens these days just lack conscience until they do not feel remorse from their wrongdoings. And Hairul's dad was worse. Cos he was so quiet. He wasn't his joky self. It's obvious that he was trying to put on a brave front for his wife but you could just see the sadness in those eyes of his. Oh god. Recounting about this just makes me want to cry about it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, all of us couldn't stand the affect it was having on us. Even the abang2 cried real badly. So after the bace doa and the dinner, we had to go. The atmosphere in the house was torture. I think all of us wanted to forget the feeling. So we just spent time, wasting the night away. Puts game me a lift home. I think I reached home at about 3am. Mom was furious. So yeah, I'm kinda like grounded for now. But I dnt feel so bad ah. Cos like I need to catch up on my sleep and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, at school, i was so un-energised, I didn't even have the strength to run with the people who had to retake their 2.4km. I feel damn guilty. Sorry guys. I just wasn't in high spirits. Anyways, I think I lost 2 bucks. Maybe I dropped it? But I placed it in the plastic bag filled with everyone's valuables. God. Next time, I'm gonna make sure mine's at the bottom of the pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puts told me to be nice and that I shouldn't be so irrational and jump to conclusions.Puts said I have to learn to be patient about the obstacles that are coming my way. Puts said that I shouldn't get easily angered by people and that I really must learn how to control myself. &lt;br /&gt;Zoe tells me that I shouldn't do unwise things and make rash decisions. Zoe says I shouldn't pick fights with others. Zoe says I shouldn't make enemies in my life. Zoe says I shouldn't get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;With long consideration, I've decided to listen to my best friend's advice as well as my dearest captain/teammate/catcher advice. In short, I am going to start being a nice person. &lt;br /&gt;Which also means that I have to apologise to a couple of people.&lt;br /&gt;That'd be my first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Zoe/Puts? I can be a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have Chem and Amath test tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Ala but I so sleepy nie.&lt;br /&gt;I only slept like 2 hours this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep or studies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-536558964075027069?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/536558964075027069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/536558964075027069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/536558964075027069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-919795102430346660</id><published>2009-07-26T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:36:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Drunk</title><content type='html'>Spent the whole night out at Changi Beach cos of Hairie's Barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;I was so sleepy sia but I was too scared to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Puts won't let me. He said it was dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to wait for him to send me home. &lt;br /&gt;It was kinda scary though. Cos Puts was abit drunk. Even though he didn't wanna admit.&lt;br /&gt;But his girlfriend, Kak Nora, was there by his side to make sure he didn't lose control of his car.&lt;br /&gt;I ate alot seii at the barbeque. Abe monday got NAPFA. I die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to support the TKGS team at the National Science Challenge. It didn't go pretty well. Though their round two was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;The fun part about supporting them is that we get to appear on TV. Jas was super enthu la. We both brought along banners. It was freaking awesome cos it was in neon colours.&lt;br /&gt;Weee.&lt;br /&gt;I like neon,&lt;br /&gt;not argon and krypton.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. Chem geek coming out within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so nauseous right now. I feel like vomiting. Must be due to the super long bus ride. Sigh. I don't feel so well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently texting Acap and he's so damn cute. He's like asking me whether girls who kene fuck before whether their ass saggy, or smooth la or bla bla bla. &lt;br /&gt;Curious young minds these days. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I yawned around 27 times.&lt;br /&gt;I still have yet to complete the commonwealth math paper.&lt;br /&gt;I must sleep, though.&lt;br /&gt;So, to math paper,&lt;br /&gt;say hello to goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-919795102430346660?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/919795102430346660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/919795102430346660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/919795102430346660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-drunk.html' title='Love Drunk'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-677795231384116044</id><published>2009-07-25T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:29:17.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ggagagaa</title><content type='html'>Played LAN in the morning with Hannah, Khairul and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome shit people&lt;br /&gt;Though it was fucking early sia.&lt;br /&gt;7.30&lt;br /&gt;It's like going to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Hairie's barbeque now.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lepak with them for so long.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-677795231384116044?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/677795231384116044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/ggagagaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/677795231384116044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/677795231384116044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/ggagagaa.html' title='Ggagagaa'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6587479100617471765</id><published>2009-07-24T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:38:46.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hairul's death has made me realise how vulnerable my life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, I was filled with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Regret that I pushed back writing the script until the very night before it was due, resulting in me missing Hairul's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;Regret that I was rude to Cg Ashikin when she deserved none of it. (I was fucking pissed at the class actually)&lt;br /&gt;Regret that I actually cried for the first time in months and it had to be in class&lt;br /&gt;Regret that I gave that chee-bye glare to Siti Nadiah when she was just trying to be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to those people I hurt. I'm claiming full responsibility of it. Cos it's really my fault. This isn't an excuse but I never could control myself when I'm fucking pissed. I'm trying but I still haven't gotten the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the good side, I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;Happy that the fucking malay class got scolded for not doing their bloody work, well except for the two groups that were ready. (Cos it was really unfair)&lt;br /&gt;Happy that we had a mini softball lunch after CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make my life get brighter, each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-6587479100617471765?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6587479100617471765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/hairuls-death-has-made-me-realise-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6587479100617471765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6587479100617471765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/hairuls-death-has-made-me-realise-how.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7318723018817852265</id><published>2009-07-24T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:29:48.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World lost another Good Man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muhammad Hairul bin Jaafar&lt;br /&gt;03October1989 - 24July2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't able to be there for you on your last night on earth. Your words will always play a part in the decisions I make in life. Rest assured that you didn't die a wasted death. Your brothers will avenge for you. I hope I see you soon abang. There ain't no godbrother like you. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss him already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7318723018817852265?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7318723018817852265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7318723018817852265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7318723018817852265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/r.html' title='The World lost another Good Man.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3077539550974347013</id><published>2009-07-21T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:54:04.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed 2.4. My slowest ever. Urrggghh. Let's not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ends real early tomorrow. Weeee. That means can go out. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catched Harry Potter again at TM. It's not bad I guess. But I hate the added scenes and how they modified it too much that it was totally different from the book. God. Annoying. A disappointment to Harry Potter readers, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Astri and Zoe are back from their World Games Tournament! So happy to have the team back in Singapore again. I miss you guys. I'm gonna make an effort tog o to school earlier so that I can hang out at the drain people. I haven't been doing that recently cos I always happen to be right on time. Pfft. Which also means more running and sweat. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S Is there something wrong with blogger when you're writing the post or is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3077539550974347013?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3077539550974347013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/fat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3077539550974347013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3077539550974347013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/fat.html' title='FAT'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2988407948964096358</id><published>2009-07-19T11:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:57:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not so easy anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yesterday kecoh ahhh.. Hahhahaa. Went out to meet Puts the realised I forgot to tae my money. Was already at Ubi sia. Shitt. So I went to Azian's house to borrow money from her ah. Then bus-ed to MRT. Skali I got a text from Puts saying that he had a funeral to go to so we couldn't hang out. So  i headed to Bedok Library and finished reading my book. I started calling and texting people to go out but then everyone was busy! Thank god Min rescued me and we went to slack at airport though he made me wait like what 3 hours? I'm surprised at my patience. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I want to watch a muveee. Somebody teman me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm sick! Down with fever yesterday night, running nose and sore throat today. The upside is, i didn;t need to go religous class. weeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alaaa. He's at work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2988407948964096358?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2988407948964096358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-not-so-easy-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2988407948964096358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2988407948964096358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-not-so-easy-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-9092102853732779950</id><published>2009-07-16T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:22:37.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanely Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Btw, the birthday wish fr Kasman Putra? It's not Puts my bestie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just to make things clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Speaking of Puts, I haven't hang out with him in such a long while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;boohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He busy with his girl laa. And I busy with mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Insanely Bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Till next time bitches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-9092102853732779950?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/9092102853732779950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanely-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/9092102853732779950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/9092102853732779950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanely-bored.html' title='Insanely Bored.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3429444451187473705</id><published>2009-07-16T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:14:18.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMFG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IR is totally killing my mood to study. Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMFG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i SCREWED oral up just now. I kept stuttering. It's probably due to my urgent bladder calls! Aaaaahhhh. Thank god it's just for prelims though. Not Os. At least that's the good thing. But the examiner prompted me so much. ): Come on dee. Forget it. Stop dwelling on the past. What's done is done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMFG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot to wish Kasman a happy birthday! God i'm such a lousy friend.  Ni pasal IR ah nie. Buat org stress giler jek. Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I haven't catched Harry Potter. Boohooo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyways I went home with Nads today. It was really fun cos we managed to catch up with eacth other. Goddd. I misss herrr. Weeeeeee. I love you babes. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Ohh Ohh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Something really scary happened to me just now in school. It was at the 4th story level. I was so freaked. So freaked and traumatised that I didn't care come out. I had to text my friend  to please come to the toilet and save me. She sent another friend to come because she herself got scared to. I shan't indulge you the details of the incident yet. Dwell on it dear readers. I wanna see your curiousity in each one of you rise and your imgaination run wild. Tag me your guess on what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'll feel so paiseh if no one tags. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Till next time bitches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3429444451187473705?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3429444451187473705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/bleh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3429444451187473705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3429444451187473705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2460733148116423480</id><published>2009-07-14T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:58:28.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about ME</title><content type='html'>Oh BTW if you see a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pretty &lt;/span&gt;girl with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;nerd specs, that's me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2460733148116423480?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2460733148116423480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2460733148116423480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2460733148116423480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-all-about-me.html' title='It&apos;s all about ME'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5543659757630465026</id><published>2009-07-14T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:47:56.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i've been so lifeless for the past few days. I have no idea why. I keep falling asleep in class and with Olevels just 104 days away, it's a risk that I don't wanna take. But I can't help myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow's Napha 2.4 km run. God, I am not looking forward to this. It's gonna be hell man. Let's just hope I'm fit enough to retain an A.  I doubt so though. Sm***** really decreases your stamina. Like hell. Wish me luck people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I f you're from my school, I guess you've seen my super hot pink nerd specs. hees. I like coming up with different stuff. (: And I'll always remember cikgu asyikin's words "Something is weird only because it's something we haven't seen before or aren't used to seeing." She rocked my day and boosted my self-esteem. Thank you cikgu. I owe you one. Huhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Okay psl Ber laa tt makes me hook to using that word 'Huhu'. It kinda sounds cute. Weeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'll update more when I'm free. Let's just say I'm sick of Intensive Revision. It's a waste of time really. God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P.S. Chem TYS is proving to be a real chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5543659757630465026?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5543659757630465026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/lethargic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5543659757630465026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5543659757630465026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/lethargic.html' title='Lethargic'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8847679250180132105</id><published>2009-07-10T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:26:26.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am super &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;freaked &lt;/span&gt;watching final destination 1 and 2. Again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8847679250180132105?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8847679250180132105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8847679250180132105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8847679250180132105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1385612832037575910</id><published>2009-07-08T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:48:27.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Belated Birthday Iffa Khalissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1385612832037575910?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1385612832037575910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/woooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1385612832037575910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1385612832037575910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/woooo.html' title='Woooo'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8030273702167948459</id><published>2009-07-06T08:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:40:36.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Wooh. I just came back from a 6km run in about 45 mins. God, I feel like dying now. So tk glam sei with my hair flying about like crap. I have to get a headband soon. Nevertheless, I am proud of myself for taking the first step towards a new me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Went out for dinner yesterday with my family. Headed down to WhiteSands to wait for my dad. He made us wait a couple of hours sia. Fucking pissed off. The rain further dampen my mood. But he kinda make up for it by letting us eat Macs. Weeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, I'm kinda annoyed by *insertname* because she's so fucking childish. This issue went all the way back a couple of months ago. You see, I knew that *insertname* was with this guy from tampines sec. Since I knew a couple of people there, I was kinda curious. So I went to ask her who the guy was. Mati2 tk nk blang. I mean, what's her problem sia? Sooner or later, word will spread. Since I'm one who doesn't give up easily, I went asking my friend for the guy's name. *insertname* bin *insertname* was her guy. A bitch that I was, I went to shove it up her fat ass. I recited her guy's name out loud in front of her. Weee. I wished you could see her face sia. Hahaha. Merah sia mcm singapore pe flag. LOL. She called me kay-poh and until now she pretends that I don't exist. I'm sick of your crap la deyy. What is your fucking problem?? Orang mcm gini tk layan ah. Whatever, in my books, you don't exist. What's your name again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8030273702167948459?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8030273702167948459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/wooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8030273702167948459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8030273702167948459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/wooh.html' title='Weeee'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8786863297264244419</id><published>2009-07-05T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:01:07.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bola tk Maen ah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I had fun ya'll. Ahahaha. Thank god Min and Akim finally forgot about that annoying girl that caused them to fist fight and resulted me going to school with a face like kena rhembat. Hahaha. I bette rnot see that girl's face or I'm gonna make sure she gets more than a black eye, split lip, puffy face and swollen lips. hahaha. To those who are clueless about the events on that fateful night, here's the most embarrassing story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Went down to lepak with my friends. In the end, only me, Akim and Min came down. Min started talking about this girl and then Akim started recounting his days spent with this other girl and they finally realised that they were both talking about the same girl. Ape lagi?? Dorang gi gadoh ah. And I stupidly stood in the middle of them trying to break off the fight cos I thought I had sufficient strength in stopping them being a softballer and all(ahem), but they were so engrossed in killing each other that I kene punched twice, in my eye and at my mouth. So I was so upset that I punched the both of them and started crying. Like baby right??? But it stopped laa, thank god. I don't like seeing my friends fight. In the end, they apologised to each other and especially to me, for hitting a girl. hahahaha. So now i really hate that girl cos because of her, I have an ulcer where the cut healed at my lips, and my left eye hurts. Sniffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alamakk yesterday best ah. It was the perfect day spent with my bitches and bastards. Hahaha. Thank god they don't read my blog. They're not into the whole internet thing. Pity actually. HAHA. I shan't indulge you in the events that happened yesterday. It's way over R21. Hahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;From today onwards, I have three goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOSE 10kg in 2 weeks?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let my nails grow and stop biting them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't touch my face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start revising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To achieve number 1, I'm going to go Bedok Stadium everyday after IR to run non-stop for one hour. And it also means no more smoking. I can do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To achieve number 3, I'm limiting myself to two Macs lunch per week instead of everyday. And eat more veggies and fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To achieve number 4, I just have to discipline myself and study. This will be the hardest to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8786863297264244419?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8786863297264244419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-fun-yall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8786863297264244419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8786863297264244419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-fun-yall.html' title='Bola tk Maen ah'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8355568827717385814</id><published>2009-07-04T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:35:46.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;A day filled with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;sensations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Over and out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8355568827717385814?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8355568827717385814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8355568827717385814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8355568827717385814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/best.html' title='The Best'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3505474642265199910</id><published>2009-07-03T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:24:00.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p'/><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;God it's been so long. First week of school ended hours ago. I think this first week wasn't so bad. I'm damn sure that it'll get a lot worse with IRs and stuff. I won't get to watch movies after school anymore and play lesser hours of L4D. Sniffs. But although first wasn't as hectic as expected, it still sucked. Cos I'm like so busy spending my nights mugging. There's so many topics I have to catch up on. I wished I did all this earlier. To all juniors, start your revision early. You don't want to kelam-kabot or rush like me. Btw, studying has made me real cranky and moody. It has been proven. People were like asking if I was okay cos I was a hell lot quieter in class then I used to be. Hahaha. It just feels like I don't have the mood to be crazy and high. LAN is the exception though. Hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Okay my week passed by ratheer uneventful. I can't remember what I did for the earlier part of the week. I do remember that I went to catch transformers again on Wednesday with Faidah. I kept going to the toilet to wee wee. Hhahaha. My bladder was so freaking full. And it kept filling up until my sphincter muscles couldn't take it anymore. Hahaha. Bio geek la dee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;O h I remembered how I spent this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On monday, I went for lunch at Parkway macs with Yiying, Astri, Boo and Salina. After that headed to parkway to play arcade but realised that Salina's card had only 2 bucks. So we went down and checked out topshop and bla bla blas. Yiying kinda went shopping if you called buying a few hair accessories shopping ah. Hahah. After that, headed to popular to buy neon pink pain cos I wanted to paint my specs. We headed back to Macs to paint my specs but realised that th epaint wasn't waterproof. So Yiying went to watsons to get clear nail polish and coated my specs. It was still washable. Pfft. Waste my ten bucks only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On Tuesday headed for lunch at Bedok Macs with Zoe, Astri, Nat, Nurul Natasha, Boo, Salina and Sherlynn. Nat went to bring in the mee soto she bought from the nearby hawker centre. Hahaha. Went to play LAN again after that. Then I went to take bus 60 with Boo. The bus was freaking long ah! Itw as her genius idea of course. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On Thursday, met Shafiq at tamp. Hhaha. I was super late! Thank god he was late to. Took a breath of fresh reds. Then headed to Macs to buy fries. Went to Shaw Century cos he was supposed to treat me a movie cos he owed me! Hahahaa. Planned to watch I love You Man but they took put the move last minute and replaced it with Duplicity. Headed to GV then and saw Hamka. Hhahaa. Talked talked, exchange numbers updates. Shafiq wen to buy tix for Ghosts of Girlfriend's Past. I watched it already actually but whatever, free movie. Hahaha sorry babe! (: Yeah. I found out that his birthday was really the same as mine. Took a breath of fresh reds again afte rthe movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just now, I headed to Bedok Macs for lunch again. We went to play LAN with Nat, Hannah and Adytia. Hhahaa. Super awesome. Headed back to Macs again with Boo this time after LAN and finished my homework. Saw Yaisyah, Insyirah, Farahina nd their friends. Oh ya, I greeted farahin damn loud at paya lebar in the morning. I greeted her mcm gini "HAAAAPPPPPYYY BIRRRTHHHDDAAAYYY!!!!" Hahahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P.S. Read through again. Do you realise I ate macs for lunch five times in a row already! HAHAHAHA. No wonder Im 60 kg! So fatt. Took m y height and weight. It was 168 cm.):But they said there was something wrong with the machine so my actual height is 171cm! woohooo! Still fatt though. Sniff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I wanan go jogging tomorrow and Iffa's party on Monday! (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3505474642265199910?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3505474642265199910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/fake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3505474642265199910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3505474642265199910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/07/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7934092235931309147</id><published>2009-06-27T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:32:18.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop Luxury</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Weeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wassup everyone! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm really sorry if ya'll hanging on to my blog and find out that ther aren't new posts. I've been real busy. I've been helping out my uncle paint his hjouse for the past few days all the way till night. It was fun but really really tiring. And god I perspired so much, it was as if I was training. And my neck hurts from looking up too much. My arm aches real badly because I painted with this really huge roller and it was so freaking heavy. Uggghhhh.. But on the upside, my aunite prepared lots and lots of chocolates during break time so I had my fill. Okay maybe more than my fill. (: Lunch and dinner was also free. My uncle and auntie were really kind and they blanja-ed us everything. Hahahaa. The best one was Maaccsss!!! I love love love Macs Fries. Okay, I'm so fat now! Apart from the free meals, I got an additional 3o bucks for my effort. Oh that was real nice. ((((: Hehehehe. I did get a job during the holidays after all! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;School's starting the day after tommorrow. I am dreading every second. I haven't opened a single book to revise during the hols. I'm really scared I can't catch up. I need to get serious. But I'm so laaazzzyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Should I take out my pink extensions????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am fucking pissed at Kevin Yap who won't return my things!!!! You think you so big ah can make people wait long long. Fuck you laa. Go suck your puny little cock laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7934092235931309147?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7934092235931309147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/lollipop-luxury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7934092235931309147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7934092235931309147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/lollipop-luxury.html' title='Lollipop Luxury'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3392924205338423235</id><published>2009-06-21T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:59:37.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two in one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today's Father's Day! And coincidentally, it's my Dad's Birthday too! woohoo. It's so amazing. I bet it feels as if the whole world's celebrating your birthday with you! happy Birthday Daddy! And a Happy Father's Day to you Dad! You know you're the most Awesome Dad in the whole world and my Dad is better than your dad people. Nenenene. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;On Friday, I had lunch at shokudo japanese restaurant with the team, coach and the teachers. It was a farewell lunch for the graduating sec 4s. It was kinda early though. Hahaha. It's like mache only it's a Japanese version. I had rosti, assorted sushi, california maki, milk tea, japanese yogurt milk and blueberry cheesecake. lol.  It was awesome. Talking about his makes me hungry again. I'm gonna raid the fridge again soon. (: Went to watch Drag me to Hell again with the softballers after that. It was hilarious. All the screams came from besid eme. LOL. Nat, Megan, Boo and Krystal were screaming like mad until people were complaining that it was annoying. What's their problem sia these people. It's a horror movie, expect screams. They can't help themselves. If you're so annoyed by us, go wait for the DVD then and watch at home. Stupid Snobs. Lol. Before that, we went to Far East and I got more extensions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;On Saturday, I had a match against NUS. Sonix was short of one player so I, good-heartedly, volunteered to come. It was fun but tiring. The game was paused in the end cos it was getting dark. Blame the previous match ah btw the Devils and Combined Schools. They played so long. Got tiebreaker some more. Walao. Like their father's field like that. Pfft. So yeah, I'l have to go down again soon to continue the match. Mmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm going to start studying now. Okay. No more Sims Dee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3392924205338423235?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3392924205338423235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-in-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3392924205338423235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3392924205338423235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-in-one.html' title='Two in one'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3480030245499096152</id><published>2009-06-18T21:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:52:56.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yawns. I'm just so tired. LOL. I just got back home and I'm going back out again soon. LOL. What a busy thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Spent the morning with Puts playing LAN at Woodlands. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sanggup I gi woodlands utk die. Tapi he my bestie apee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; LOL. Headed back to Eunos at 12.30 for the 6/1 class reunion/gathering. It was pathetic but the small group was comfortable. 5 girls, 6 guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Aishah Rahmat: I have nothing to say about her except well, that she's still shrinking. LOL. I see her everyday in school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Da nk naek jelak da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;. Haha. Joking babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Norazian: She grew taller. So proud of her. And it was so nice of her to teman me after Nasy pangseh me. HAHA. And good luck with Irfan babe. It'd be so good if you guys are together! Hahahah. Then it makes me a more reputable matchmaker. HAHAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Michelle: She is still so much taller than me!! LOL. And I love her innocence. It's so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kimberly: HAHA. I prefer this Kim than the old one! Hehehe. She's so much cooler and I love her skinnies! Hahahaha. She gt pink extensions with me. ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Sufian: He's hair is brown. I think he ought to go for a more natural look. It just loooks so mat. And he's so evil to me! ))): He is so bloody different in real life and phone/msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Faris: Hahaha. He's so much nicer than before! (: Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Eddie: Lol. He's much much nicer! Hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hassan: I think he grew taller. I think he shoot already. Hahahaa. LOL. But he is still so short. Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Webster: Hahah. He's so funny. Much nicer. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ashsiddique: I hope I spelt his name correctly. He's not wearing glasses! LOL. He didn't change much although he's more well-groomed. And he plays the violin! Alamak so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the guys were much more mature and friendlier than before. HAHAHAHA. Woohooo. (: But they guys always walk in a separate group from the girls. Cowards sia. Only webster came around at times. (: Anyways yeah. We catched Drag me to Hell at Orchard. Fucking scary. Seriously. Chao chee bye. Like seriously. You guys should go catch it. Though I advise you to bring a friend where you can hold or hug him. LOL. It will comfort you and trust me you need that comfort during that movie. And for you girls out there who sought affection from your man, this is the perfect movie for you. Because it will give you a chance to snuggle up close with that guy you have your eyes on. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Headed to Far East after the movie. Got pink extensions. I think I'm gonna go back and get more. I like. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slacked around then went home cos I had to break fast. I'm gooing out again later. I going to Puts house for a sleepover. Hees hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tomorrow's the lunch! Woohoo. Excited. I miss everyone. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Anyways was remniscing about the past Hehehehe. I kinda realise what a stupid fool I've been. Sheesh, I'm not gonna let myself fall hard for any guy anymore. (: They're not worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"Baby I was naïve,&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was a dreamer before you went and let me down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lalalalalallalalaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3480030245499096152?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3480030245499096152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3480030245499096152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3480030245499096152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-613806790269140497</id><published>2009-06-17T13:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:15:02.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMISHED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Alamak i so hungry right nowww!!! You'll tell me to go eat right? But I can't, I'm fasting!!! UGGGGHHH. My mom forced me to. LOL. Look at how a good girl I am. (: So far I haven't gone to the toilet to drink. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I need to start revising and stop playing my psp. Get your lazy ass off the bed and open your books Dee! I will make myself go study Chemistry after this. I am clenching my fists right now with determination. Let's make that grade shoot up to an A1. I need SKII Miracle Water more like. HAHAHA. (Shit i think that's lame. do you guys get the joke?) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I just watched dragonball evolution and house bunny. I couldn't focus because all the yummy food in the movies made my stomach grumble so loud, I couldn't hear what the actors/actresses were saying. Sigh. About 6 more hours to go. Persevere Dee. It's another bloody long distance race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tomorrow i will be going out with my primary school friends! Hahahahaaha. I sound so kiddy saying it like that. Anyways I'm PRAYING DAMN HARD THAT NORAZIAN WILL MAKE IT. LOL. I also hope that I won't be watching a movie I've watched already! I've watched too many already. I want to watch BLOOD!!! Can someone take me along with them??? Pretty please? (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I can't wait for Friday cos I'll be having lunch with the softballers and Coach and the teachers at some Japanese Restaurant somewhere in town I think. Wooohoo!!! Gotta work up an appetite people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"You're a redneck heartbreak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Who’s really bad at lying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As far as I'm concerned you're&lt;br /&gt;just another picture to burn."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Oh ya anyways i forgot to tell you. That day Kyle texted me. Check out what he said. He was so annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kyle: I in bus 5. The bus ride very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dee: Oh. So what you want me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kyle: Jump off building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dee: Why you so sarcastic to me sia?! Fuck. What i do to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;This the best part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kyle: That's what friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Then I don't wanna be your firnd anymore. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Like what the fuck? What's his problem sia? Looking back, I should have retorted "Who said we were friends?' or something along those lines. OMG. And what the hell is his problem? You tell me which one of your friends ask you jump off building? Have I ever asked my friends to jump off a building? Like what the fuck is his problem sia? Fucking annoying. I cannot stand it. Until now. PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-613806790269140497?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/613806790269140497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/famished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/613806790269140497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/613806790269140497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/famished.html' title='FAMISHED'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-9034200377218504699</id><published>2009-06-16T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:17:26.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I just woke up a moment ago. God that was refreshing. I slept real early last night. Like around eight. I was beat. Probably due to the late night on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I went to play LAN for three hours yesterday at simpang Bedok with Jas and Nat. We were supposed to meet at 9 but some girl called Natasha Sadiq Sodhy Veerasamy came like 3 hours later. She was still asleep at nine. Wooo. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Went to tampines macs after that for lunch with Boo and Jas. The plan was to study but i didn't have the mood so we hung out at Century playing basketball at the arcade and blah blah blah. We were like calling up people we know to hang out with us at their house. Hahah. After minutes, Yi Ying was free! Hahah. So we went to meet her at Parkway then headed back to her house where we talked and played UNO. Lalalala. So when going back home, i was like kinda scared cos Yy said that she has two humongous dogs, one black one and a german shepherd and I was wondering where the hell the dogs are and whether they were still like under guard. I took a step out of the doorway and I saw this massive lump of black fur and I realised it was the dog! Omg. My heart literally jumped out. Hahaha. I quietly ran and sat at the sofa (it was the highest vantage point I could find, lame right? I know. ) and called Yy down. lol. Yy went to ask her maid where the german shepherd was and the dog was actually behind me!!! AAAHHHH. Omg. I am so thankful I'm still alive. Hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Went to watch ghost of girfriend's past with my sister and it was so sweet and touching. I cried countless of times. LOL. It kinda reminded me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;life's all about happy endings that never last&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-9034200377218504699?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/9034200377218504699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-woke-up-moment-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/9034200377218504699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/9034200377218504699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-woke-up-moment-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-4455525986989253885</id><published>2009-06-10T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:48:56.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just came back from a day of shopping with Puts. (: Thanks babe for being there for me. You always know that shopping cheers me up! LOL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He sudi ikot I gi shopping and tk complain pon. &lt;/span&gt;Good boy. (: Because when I shop you kinda will get annoyed because I fawn over every nice thing. (Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But before that I went to Jas's house to play Guitar Hero! Loads of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay that was like last Friday. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I haven't been posting for so long because I've been trying to keep myself busy. Completing the huge pile of homework which is currently reduced to only the heymath benchmarks and chemistry papers. Go Dee. Oh god, this is like the fastest I've ever taken to complete holiday homework. (: I've been a good girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So yeah erm this week was  kinda exciting? Actually I can't remember much. Though I did shop a LOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Okay on monday, I went down to help out and train my juniors. It was kinda slack. The feeling is kinda nice watching others suffer. LOL. But it's not evil okay feeling this way. I've been through what they're going through right now. And maybe more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On tuesday, I went to Salvation Army with Faidah after school! We took 67 from City Plaza. The bus ride was so looooonnnnng. It was about one hour. Thank god we got seats a few stops after we boarded the bloody cramped bus. Then there was this chinese aunty who was so annoying! She kept pushing me forward when there was clearly no more space ahead of me. I was so pissed that I pushed her back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Chee bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Only then did she stopped bugging me. That wasn't evil of me okay? I bet you'd have done the same thing but you wouldn't dare. Unfortunately, I didn't get anything from the thrift store. Faidah did though. She got this cotton on top for like 5 bucks. So we headed to chua chu kang interchange. Then I headed straight toThis Fashion. Don't ask me why. There was this force that just compelled me to head there. And LOL, i bought myself this black waist belt for 8 bucks! Now, I'm a Karate Champ! Hahahaha. Yeah then there was this pasar malam and I went mad looking at the shops. I bought like 4 tops from one shop itself costing me 36 bucks. LOL. The 4 tops included a Little Miss Naughty green top, er I don't know how to describe the other 3 though they did include colours like, white, black, red, and blue. (: Went to eat macs after that and they had GARLIC CHILLI!!!!! AAAAAhhhhhhhh. YAAAAAYYYYYYY. I think the world just got brighter.  (((((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On wednesday I went to Jas house again to play Guitar Hero with Faidah! (((: And then I forgot what I did after that. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On thursday, I had my Bio Olevel Spa in the morning. Screwed laa. Went to eat breakfast at KFC after that with Solehan and Faidah. We went to my house to change. And then headed back out againt o vivo to watch monsters vs aliens 3D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Alamak, so kekek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; hehehehe. I had a slight headache though after taking out those glasses. LOL. Went to dover to meet Boo. Then went all the way back to Tampines to help her look for her Jansport Bag. I shopped again at T1. Bought myself opaque leggings from Vogue. Went to check out Royal Sporting House and Cotton on. Then went to eat Subway. I got a Cold Cut Trio with my three standard sauces, honey mustard, sweet onion and chipotle sothwest, along with capsicans and olives. (: Then went out for a breath of fresh air. Took 15 home. Boo followed me home to play my psp till like eleven. She crazy sia. Hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On friday, I had my Chem Spa. Screwed, again. LOL. Watched China video with the team. Then played Lan at Simpang Bedok with Natasha and Zoe. L4D la standard. After one hour, I went to TM cos Boo was there and she said that there was some sale at cotton on. Headed there ad bought a cardigan and some orange top. Took train home where we bought Mee hoon goreng. Ate at my house while looking for job at the classified section. I need money to shop or I'm gonna be broke for like the rest of the month. Hahahaha. Subway's looking for crew but my mom won't allow me cos it's not halal. Evilnye. Hahahha. Boo stayed agin to surf the net for her purple jansport bag and play psp all the way till eleven. Confirm she at home right now playing Sims. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Was supposed to meet Sean today at his house there but he  got some last minute funeral. Sigh. So now I'm stuck at home. (: I guess I'm gonna try finishing up my homework. I've been a good girl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PS. I went ot get a haircut. My bangs are screwed. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PPS. To Braun Bussels who tagged at my tagboard, thanks but his apology is the one that matters, not yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PPS. Single once again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mimi: Eh babe tapi u baru break up tau. Serious eh nk gi jumpe die? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dee: Eh I da single pe. Nothing's stopping me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-4455525986989253885?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/4455525986989253885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/giggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4455525986989253885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4455525986989253885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/giggles.html' title='Giggles'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8794341524748878288</id><published>2009-06-06T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:40:28.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distraught</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm too distraught to post. Too upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Too &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ddled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Too &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;othered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Too &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;onfused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Too &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;istressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;All I have to say is that I've always viewed the expression heartbroken as some fanciful description, not an actual physical symptom. But now, I'm feeling a deep ache in my chest, it's like a sore muscle, and every beat of my heart hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Or maybe i just have coronary heart disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8794341524748878288?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8794341524748878288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/distraught.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8794341524748878288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8794341524748878288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/distraught.html' title='Distraught'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7754471834809087654</id><published>2009-06-01T18:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:18:30.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Oh god. I haven't been blogging or one week! I'm so sorry for neglecting the readers out there! I guess I've been real busy. I'll just try to remember what I have been up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Okay had the post mortem for our last Bd'iv 2009 match against Crescent Girls. Finally. To sum it all up: Emotional. All of us ended up in tears. Especially me. Alamak my never-break-down-or-weak reputation shattered. Haha. So now, the sec ones might not be scared of me anymore. Well I just have to say, first impressions aren't everything(: I'm still the fiercest senior you've seen On the field la. Not in reality right? I'm real nice.  ((((: So yeah about the post mortem, it was really nostalgic I guess. I wish we had a longer post mortem. Then I could say all that I would have wanted to say. I'm gonna miss everyone. I'm gonna miss coach. ))): 4 years ago, I'd never dream of saying that. LOL. All the punishment, the blood, the gore, the tears, the sweat, it was all worth it. It made me a better person, as seen on the field I guess. Maybe not so in real life. I did improve though? But thanks to softball and Coach, I didn't stray from the good-girl path for so long. I didn't get influenced by all the hard-core minahs. Okay, I didn't get influenced much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Friday went to Salina's house with Boo to watch TERMINATORS 2. Okay I'm goona catch Terminator Salvation now! No doubt. Super hyped up. I like the character Sarah Conner. She's so strong outside, but inside she's really vulnerable, like an empty vessel. Sounds familiar? Anyways took a cab to Bedok Macs where I waited for him for half an hour. Waste my cab money only. Pfft. Was really pissed but like you said 'patience is a virtue' so I contained my anger. I wanted to scream at you actually. Grrr. Boo teman me until he came. Thanks babe. Anyways, blanja-ed him McSpicy Meal. Which I ended up eating. Fuck. He say he want McSpicy then went I buy already, he was like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Babe you belikan? eh I was just joking laa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Grrrrrrr. I really wanted to strangle him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Org da belikan syukur jek ah. Nk bising2 lagi uat pe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Okay so I was like in the middle of his NCDCC meeting. God, I could see how demanding he was. And then can still say that I control him. Grrrrr. Then he asked me to finish the food. Like HELLO? I bought it for you? I spent like 7 bucks on you then you don't want to eat? Fuck sia. Ungrateful brat. But despite my fury, I suggested nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Why don't we share? Okay? You have half, I have the other half."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. In the end, I finished the fries and half the McSpicy Burger. Money down the drain. I wasn't hungry you see. And I was supposed to be on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday the plan was to go Vivo and support Jas in her yoyo competition. However, my body was under siege by really really bad menstrual camps. In addition, I was so engrossed in reading Eldest, that I forgot to eat. So yeah i was bedridden at noon and I fainted. whoooo. What an experience. Second time fainting. First time I fainted, it was deliberate. Yeah I regained my consciousness in accidents and emergencies department. So yeah, I was advised to take 3 meals regularly everyday. I fainted due to lack of insulin or something because there was lack of glucose because I didn't eat since lunch the day before. Hahaha. What an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday I had an exam. Was caught for cheating. Wtf? Whatever. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my aunt's house to celebrate my sis''s birthday. Ate a lot of brownies, the coffee cake was super awesome, the yogurt was amazing and the laksa? no comments. Hahahaha. But it wasn't catered. My aunt baked, cooked all those stuff herself. Except the brownies and the epok-epok though. That one my mom did. (: Watched Jangan tegur Fucking scary laa! I kept screaming. And watched X-Men Origins again. Pirated so all the strings could be seen. It was the prototype version. LOL. But catch it in the cinemas, the movie's spectacular. Is it still showing in cinemas btw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went eating Sakae Sushi with Boo, Krystal, Sally. Sherlynn and Zoe just now. It sure was filling. Hahaha. Headed to Grandlink after that. As usual, Kyle was late. So I went home. Fuck sia. Forget it. I guess you're just too busy to care. Too busy hanging out with YOUR friends. Too busy having fun. I know you have those other stuff. But that couldn't be your sole reason for being busy right? You've hardly spent time with me. You don't talk to me anymore. You're only free in the wee hours of the morning, when you've reached home, while I fell asleep in the living room sofa, waiting up for your text/call. I'm not sure if you're the one I want anymore. If things remained the same, we might as well break it off. Cos clearly, there's no difference in my life, whether you're in it or not. Cos in both scenarios, you're never there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Btw the font colour is reflective of my feelings right now. Melancholy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7754471834809087654?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7754471834809087654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/melancholy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7754471834809087654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7754471834809087654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/06/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7436799490705057370</id><published>2009-05-26T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:50:49.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I spent the whole afternoon with Deniisha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;First we went to have our lunch at Macs. Had McSpicy Meal Upsize. We were playing this game called shoot, shack, marry where you are given three names and you choose which one to SHOOT, SHACK or MARRY. Damn cool. I got to know that everyone wants to shack me. Hahaha. Good to know that I'm desirable. LOL. Natasha says it's because I have a high sex drive. (Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Headed to Marine Parade Library to look for a book called The Child Called IT. Wasn't there. Headed to Pasir Ris library. Wasn't there either. So I borrowed two other books. Me and Deniisha thought that we could borrow 8 books but so paiseh cos it only starts on 30 May. Fuck sia. Annoying. What's more annoying is that we can't pay fines using the personalised new EZ-LinK. So leceh sia. Luckily the librarian was really nice and let us pay cash. Thank you! (Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Had fun with Deniisha. Thanks girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I cannot stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;This has become my favourite sentence recently. I seem to cannot stand everything. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7436799490705057370?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7436799490705057370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7436799490705057370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7436799490705057370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5090090175902326068</id><published>2009-05-26T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:43:22.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Headed down to Kallang to watch the VJC Softball match against RJC. Obviously, I was rooting for VJ while sitting under the sun enjoying my Subway Cold Cut Trio and double chip cookies. The sun spoilt it all though. It's scorching rays burnt into my back, causing me to fidget relentlessly due to the extremely scorching heat.The sun may be the source for all living things but sometimes I just hate you sun for being too hot. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;It was a gruelling match and the match proved to be a tough fight for both teams. Eventually, VJC merged as the winner with 3 runs scored during the timebreaker and managed to successfully hold the rival team with little effort. I'm really proud of my fellow seniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Went to Kallang Leisure after that. Ate Yogubliss and bought the one dollar no frills apple juice drink. Slacked around. Chased for the bus 16 with Boo and reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;First impressions aren't everything. I may not be who you think I might be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5090090175902326068?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5090090175902326068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5090090175902326068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5090090175902326068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8968011848613884672</id><published>2009-05-26T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:35:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The softballers were supposed to go out together on saturday but it was cancelled last minute. This wasn't so disappointing for me because I really wanted to spend the day with kyle since it was our anniversary. Why did I make plans with my friends on saturday when it was our anniversary on that same day? Don't ask. long story. I'm not in the mood right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Met Kyle at the underpass to ecp. I was one hour late. I had diarheoa. Annoying much. I gave Kyle my gift to him. Brownies. Mine was better than his nothing. Neneneen. He only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;blanje &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;me fries. But it's okay. Considering how much he's been spending on me overall. Headed to Marine Parade Library to enjoy the refreshing coolness of the air-conditioners. Hehehehe. Kyle played my PSP game Brooktown High. Some lame shit. Hahaha. Headed back to ECP after that and sat and talk. The highlight of the day was the entertainment from the mats that were further ahead from us. These two mats started fighting and cursing each other. One started punching the other and a fight broke out. The girls and the guys were trying to restrain them. One of the girls got slapped. Tsktsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Maner ble pukol pompan sei? Maner pegi respect korang? Tk tau malu sia korang pukol pompan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Anyways, the two guys finally broke from their restraint and started brawling and fighting all over the sand. Out of the blue, one of the guy stood up naked. Apparently, his rival pulled down his boxers, .revealling a puny little un-shaved dick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Ape ah korang. Nk gadoh , gadoh ngn style sikit ah? tarek-tarek sluar mcm gitu tk maen ah pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Embarrassing sia. That guy just embarrassed the whole malay guy population. Now everyone's going to think that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;mat pe dick tk terror.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;HAHAHA. Okay why the hell am I talking about this? Enough dee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So yeah. Kyle sent me home. Thanks for the spending the day with me baby. I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I kinda forgot what i did on Sunday. I know I ate KFC at bedok though for dinner. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8968011848613884672?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8968011848613884672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8968011848613884672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8968011848613884672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3549028063516703784</id><published>2009-05-21T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:30:51.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You have no idea how it feels like to hear the same lecture over and over again. I know your intentions were good and that they were for the better of me but I'd really appreciate it if we talked about it face to face instead of on the phone. It's really not easy to change one's self. I did change. Only when I'm on the field I guess. I'm a different person there. I don't think. I just carry it out with determination and heart. I think more about others than myself. And although I'm quite lazy in reality, I work hard on the field. I did improve. And it's all thanks to my coach that I'm a much better person. You had no right to make the assumptions. Those assumptions that you made just fueled the fire even more. And although I was quite on the phone, it didn't mean that I wasn't listening. I was. Because if I did talk, I'd be interrupting you and I'd never get to hear what you wanted to say. But I did, and let me sum up what you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Friends are first priority than boyfriends. They've always been there for you, you have not (eg you neglected me).Secondly, I need to change my attitude. Be nice to my parents. Have faith in people ionstead of being paranoid. Be more independant and not dependant or clingy on other people. Be patient when waiting for your text. Understand that you cannot text me every second. Always be patient when facing anything. (like last night where i retort what you said sarcastically."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;There, that was the gist of it. See, i did listen. I'm trying to call you now but you are not picking it up. I know you're there. Don't pretend. I'm not stupid. If you're still angry, be a man and settle this with me. Pick up my call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Anyway, in case you never picked up, you might be reading this post. So here's what I have to say to you. Saturday is still on. We'll be playing lan for maybe two hours, then have a picnic on the beach, then go cycling. I am inviting you to join us. And I have something for you. Happy reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3549028063516703784?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3549028063516703784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-have-no-idea-how-it-feels-like-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3549028063516703784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3549028063516703784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-have-no-idea-how-it-feels-like-to.html' title='Frustrations'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-7998646128889067333</id><published>2009-05-20T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:36:24.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Mid years are over but I'm acting as if I have no more exams left. It's not that I;m not aware. I know that O levels are  looming just around the corner. But the huge problem is I'm just too god damn lazy to open up the textbooks and start studying. This reminds me how much I loathe going JC. Currently, I'm faced with a huge dilemma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Coach wants me to appeal to VJC through softball so that I'll be able to play for the VJC team. I'd love to play softball for them but I don't love studying. In fact, I hate studying. I love projects, hands on stuff, bla bla bla, a curriculum where a polytecnic would be able to give. I've always been dreaming about starting up my own hotel, hence my goal to get in the Hospitality and Tourism course or Resort Management course in Temasek Poly. See my dilemma? Softball? or Poly? Another issue is joining the the Singapore Youth Softball Team. I went for the tryouts but frankly, I really hope that I didn't make it. I love softball, but I hate training. I just want to play softball casually. Life would be so much simpler without all these choices I have to make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyhow, today school was the usual bore. During recess, I stayed in class cos I wanted to save money and resist the temptation of the whenever I step into the canteen. However, Mrs Tan Ming Fen came and told us that we were not allowed to stay in the clasrooms cos they wanted us to get a breath of fresh air. What shit is that? I'd really honestly appreciate it if the school explained to us the real reson and not cover it up with some lame one. Come on. We're TKGians. We're not that stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;After school, headed to pizza hut at Siglap with Astri, Boo, Salina, Sherlynn, Sally and Zoe. Ate the sausage craze baked rice. It sucked. Lol. The soup was nice though. Kyle came along after that. He was late cos his friend circled around the community centre trying to find the outlet three times on his bike. Belos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Played LAN at bedok after that for one and half hours. Slacked at Bedok for a while, then headed home. Quite uneventful. Quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Will be playing LAN tomorrow with Natasha and Faidah. If things go as planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S. Something funny happened while I was  with Kyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kyle and Dee were sitting on a bench. their heads were pretty close. Dee moves in for the kiss. The couple kissed then Kyle springs back suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kyle: Got people ah (Smirking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dee: Fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Minutes later, Kyles moves in for another kiss. Their lips got closer. And then Dee turns away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dee: Got PEOPLE ah. Tk nk la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kyle merajok all the way. (sulked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Awwh. Guys can be so like girls sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;BTW, Natasha said I was a gay guy in a girl's body. Gay because I heart boys and a guy because I'm very competive. Wow. That sure boosted up my self-esteem. (Laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-7998646128889067333?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/7998646128889067333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/slacker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7998646128889067333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/7998646128889067333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5800688275002653102</id><published>2009-05-19T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:04:07.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toos-days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Toos. How lame-r can i get? (Laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Normal lesson resumed today. Boring. Boring. Boring. I hate studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;For the first time ever, I went home EARLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Good girl, Dee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I wanna get back to my game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5800688275002653102?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5800688275002653102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/toos-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5800688275002653102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5800688275002653102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/toos-days.html' title='Toos-days'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-4093012130684556132</id><published>2009-05-19T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:00:13.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday. Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;It's a brand new week. Again. Have you ever wondered what life would be like without the seven days, one week, months, years? Everything would be so much simpler. (Smiles) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;School on Monday was mundane, I guess. Although we didn't have lessons, we spent 5 whole periods sitting in the stuffy hall, listening to endless talk, while my legs ache constantly. I hate the school hall. I only stepped into the classroom once, in the morning, for temperature taking. I then headed to Computer Lab 4 with the rest of the higher malay students, to check our scripts. On the upside, I got an A for Paper 2, but screwed my Paper 1 as expected. Overall, I achieved 67, a B3. Sigh. So close. Buck up dee. Though I must thank all my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;kawan melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; who made me talk malay everytime I lepak with them. Because of them, my malay improved. Thanks sweeties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;After the checking of scripts we headed to the hall for some talk about sex. Boring stuff. The speaker just informed us regarding things that we already know. It was a waste of time, really. Despite that, it suceeded in making me more aware of the deadly virus, AIDS, and how sleeping around with just one person might lead you to contracting AIDS because that person might have slept around with countless people or one person where one of them is HIV positive. Terrfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;After recess, 987 fm and KOTEX came to give talks. They gave out freebies which includes a Kotex notebook, a bunch of regular and overnight pads, pantyliners and a voucher for Estee Lauder. Cool stuff. It came in a hot pink pouch which I simply adore! (Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;We had the TJC talk. It didn't succeed in convincing me though. For me, if I were to go JC, I'd only pick VJC. And if I couldn't make it, it'd be Temasek Poly for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Slacked at Marine Parade Library. Then went Bedok to play L4D with Kyle. Bought a Mchicken Student Meal and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Does anyone out there know where I can get a FREE download of L4D? Do tag. (Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next time, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-4093012130684556132?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/4093012130684556132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4093012130684556132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4093012130684556132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-again.html' title='Monday. Again.'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8438536209628061684</id><published>2009-05-17T11:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:33:20.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be your angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Watched A Bloody Valentine and Dragonball Evolution in the morning. Fucking awesome. For your information, A Bloody Valentine is an M18 movie so there was a lot of uncensored gore and sex scenes. Girls holding guns, running around naked etc. It'll be an eye opener for all those hormone raging boys out there. (Smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Went to Bedok after that to meet Kyle. he was late as usual. Haha. went to Bedok to play LAN fo thirty minutes cos we were like wasting time, waiting for the movie to start. Left at 1530hrs to Ehub to catch the movie premier Angels and Demons. Played PSP on the way there. We were like competing against each other, playing DJMAX Portable 2. Hhaha. I think I only beat him twice? Lol. I'm new to it. And he kept selecting songs that were level 12 plus! I could only play well like till level 8? Pfft. Yalah yalah, you're good at it ok baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nk I compliment u jek. jgn kembang eh. (senyums)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The movie was great. Really awesome. Though we ggot front row seats but it was okay. The movie was really unpredictable. There were so many twists. But it's really awesome if you're the kind who's interested in these kind of things aand are into like mystery solving. yeah. This movie, in my opinion, is better than The Da Vinci Code. (smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Went to Ananas Cafe after that. Kyle got Nasi Lemak with seaweed chicken along with green tea. I didn't get anything. Wasn't hungry. Went to Tampines One after that. Lepak lepak there waiting for my dad to pick us up. Headed to Tampines Mart Macs, when he came, to eat our dinner. I've got that Mcdonald's CGlass! PINK! Have you gotten yours yet? Neneenene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;End of Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6322127109112343148-8438536209628061684?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8438536209628061684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-be-your-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8438536209628061684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8438536209628061684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-be-your-angel.html' title='I&apos;ll be your angel'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3331835270109326637</id><published>2009-05-15T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:54:02.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the swiftest</title><content type='html'>I'm currently addicted to Taylor Swift. I love love her songs. I can relate to most of them. And I love her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You Belong With Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3331835270109326637?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3331835270109326637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-swiftest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3331835270109326637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3331835270109326637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-swiftest.html' title='She&apos;s the swiftest'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8572138683837167962</id><published>2009-05-15T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:30:06.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I haven't been going out the past two days. I feel really exhausted, no idea why. I kinda spent alot of my time sleeping and skipping my meals. I know it's not healthy, but I can't help it. I'm so tired, every time my head touches the pillow, I'm fast asleep. What's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Nothing interesting happened. Sleep, play computer, sleep. That's pretty much the routine I carried out everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But do not fret, I am going out tomorrow. I'm playing lan at bedok with Zoe and Kyle. It's gonna get fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh no I can't let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Because you're holding up my world  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So I need you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Your imitaion of my walk and the perfect way you talk  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's just a couple of the million things that I love about you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8572138683837167962?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8572138683837167962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/mundane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8572138683837167962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8572138683837167962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/mundane.html' title='Mundane'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3298002237099926170</id><published>2009-05-14T12:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:35:04.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday for MEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Had no school on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Went to follow Kyle go school again in the morning. This time it was I who was very, fashionably late. Hahaha. Went to meet Sally at Parkway after that. We had to go shop for Zoe Poh Yu Yah's ingredients for her fired rice. Headed to Giant where we had to wait 15 minutes cos the supermarket wasn't opened yet. We were the first ones to set foot on the market eh! What an achievement for me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Bought luncheon meat, squid, baby prawns, sausages and crabsticks in fifteen minutes. We hurried out and headed to Bedok. At Bedok we had to buy cooked rice cos Sally brought very little along with her. After the shopping spree, we took 17 to Estella Gardens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Zoe's house fucking far eh from the bus stop. Furthermore, it was fucking hot.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P.S. We bought sushi with Zoe's money. Sssshhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cooked the frice rice at Zoe's house. OMG. It tasted really nice. A bit too salty cos they put a lot of salt and soy sauce. Sally wanted to put some more eh! Luckilly, I stopped her. Headed to VJ via cab so that Zoe could pass her fried rice to ahem. Then we took bus back to bedok. For me and Sally, it was the second time in a day that we took 197. Talk about coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Went to play LAN after that.  Introduced Sally and Zoe Left 4 Dead. To all readers out there, do try the game. It's highly addictive. In a good way. It's a 3D action game. The plot varies. But you mainly have to kill these zombie like humans with your guns. There's this super fat human that will puke this green bile stuff all over you that obscurs your vision if you dont kill it first. That's called the BLOOMER. There's this other muscly monster called the Tank. I got phobia sia cos it's so had to kill him. Haha. Then there's this zombie like creature which is called the Smoker. He, i think uses his tongue, like a lizard, to pull you towards him, even from afar. And there's another one called the Hunter, who will pounce on you, and rip you up apart, causing you to lose huge points of life every second. Haha. Really exciting. The sound effects are really captivating. It's like you're in the game itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;okay okay, enough about the game dee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Played for one hour. Kyle came over at some point. Haha. He was actually in the room also, playing LAN, for the last three hours. Another coincidence. Hmmm. Zoe, me , Sally and Huiwen lepak-ed at bedok after that, then at 3 plus headed to VJC to watch their softball match against TPJC. They won but I forgot the score. Everyone did well with minor errors. (: VJC is a force to be reckoned with this year. Congrats to VJC on their win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Headed home la after that. Really tirei. I slept once I reached home all the way to leven the next day. I'm still tired though. I think I'm gonna get back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next ime bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3298002237099926170?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3298002237099926170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-for-meee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3298002237099926170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3298002237099926170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-for-meee.html' title='Holiday for MEEE'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5677348902770501547</id><published>2009-05-12T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:35:33.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to PARTAAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I had my last paper just now. History Elective. My strongest subject. Hopefully, I didn't screw it up, since I only started studying on Monday. But I trust my memorization skills. (: Although I am a little worried for the hypothesis question and I got lazy after finishing the SEQ. I don't think i was thorough enough for SBQ. I just finished on time though. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Before the paper, I went to accompany Kyle to school. I reached his house there at 6.45 as planned. he came 15 minutes later. Busted. Haha. Headed to paya lebar macs after seeing him off to do my final revision. Iffa, Solehan, Nadiah, Anisah and Jolene came only hours later. We then headed off to school and waited outside studio for temperature taking. We waited for so long, sweltering in the heat but alas, the teacher came and said that temperature taking will be held in class. Fuck it. Waste my time only sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;After school, went to Bedok hawker centre there to eat with Zoe, Boo, Sally, Sherlynn and Kyle. Had popiah and soya bean. We then headed to Zoe's house at Estella Gardens  after that to play table tennis. When we got there, the table tennis room was booked so we suffered under the scorching sun playing badminton while waiting. As we were walking to thewards the recreation facility, Zoe's mom suddenly called out to her from the 4th storey. So yeah, Zoe got lectured about not bringing guys home. I feel so guilty. Her mom probably hates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm too lazy to update on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I stayed out late for all, that I'll say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Today's juice: The whole softball team is deteriorating. N and Y hardly spend time with the rest of the team. to N: Set your priorities girl. Sometimes, you have to think about the rest of us. To  Y: I have no idea why you're not hanging out with us but please do, cos we're your teammates, which means friends forever, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I have a fever tonight but it just makes me wanna dance to the beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Just dance, gonna be okay..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5677348902770501547?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5677348902770501547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-time-to-partaay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5677348902770501547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5677348902770501547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-time-to-partaay.html' title='It&apos;s time to PARTAAY'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1348805504576575398</id><published>2009-05-07T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:36:17.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see RED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alamak. This week is hell. So many papers, so little time. 2 more papers to go. Had Biology and Literature just now. Screwed it up. Ugggghhhh. I hope my math would be better. I put in more more effort in them than my other subjects. Don't let me down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But midyears hasn't dampen my spirits of hanging around and going out. Went to lepak at bedok park. Standard stuff. Took many breaths of fresh air. Kyle bought me my Macs lunch with two big bottles of apple juice and mixed fruit juice for one buck each! How cheap is that? Had my fill. Finished the fires. Left very little for Kyle. HEHEHE. Sorry babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways soon after, this 3 mats came and sat with us. Kanina. Carik pasal jek. I was so pissed la. But Kyle ni act cool jek. I went to take our things which were like scattered everywhere. Kyle went to take his phone as his phone rang. Then the mats left suddenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Step terror konon. Org angkat hdpn baru nk larik. Tk le angkat bola ah dorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Went home at around 6 plus so I can study for my mathematics paper. Wish me good luck everyone. Wondering what I'll be doing tomorrow? I love being unpredictable. Not knowing what comes next keeps my adrenaline pumping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway I hope Kyle gets better. Your fever's really bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi die saket2 pon sempat jumpe me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayaang &lt;/span&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just now before exam, I made Solehan scream damn loUD. Cos she saw me about to give her cashcard. Then there was silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Silence kills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, my last update, I haven't bitten my nails!!!!! Yay... I can't wait to see my long nails. I think I'm finally able to break the habit. Cheers to me. But I still have a long way to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hannah Foo!&lt;/span&gt; Stop biting your nails and peeling off the skin around them! You can't stop the habit girl, I just did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Smiles broadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6322127109112343148-1348805504576575398?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1348805504576575398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-see-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1348805504576575398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1348805504576575398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-see-red.html' title='I see RED'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8544144168341715332</id><published>2009-05-05T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:37:10.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;School on moday was the usual bore. Seriously it was. After school, went to meet Kyle. The funny thing about that part was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "so where do I meet you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: "Usual place. 33."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was the bus 33 stand at bedok interchange. I was kinda wondering since when that place became our usual spot but I pushed that thought away. Maybe it was because we met there recently.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached, I call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "Eh where are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: "33 ah. where are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "33!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: Eh you come 34."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "Here where got 34?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: "32...32..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "K..kk.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i walked over to the 32 stand. And waited.. and waited and waited. Then I call him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "EH WHERE ARE YOU???!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: "32 ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee: "I also at 32!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: "eh 32 so big. come 31."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dee:  " huh? bedok inter where got 31 sia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyle: "Eh BLOCK 32 LA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak so paiseh sia.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Followed him go back home to change. Then we took 45 all the way to the end just to see where it goes. It went to some ulu place called upper east coast ter. Weird. Took 43 to east coast which then became the longest journey of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting short, we alighted at KC there then walked to the underpass to ecp coming out to area B. We walked like around 9 km I think to Area A, where there was another underpass which led us to the other side of the expressway. We followed the path and came out somewhere in marine parade there. Then we walked all the way straight passing through my school, TKGS, saying Hi to Arra and Rury and Ashikin, then carrying on all the way till Eunos Mrt. It was a hell of a walk. And i ended up feeling nauseous, cramped legs and vomitting. But it was fun. Kyle was such a gentleman. He carried my super heavy bag all the way. I love him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went studying at Zoe's house after buying our softball ankle band at TM's X-Craft for one dollar each. Its yellow and black and of course, really nice. No doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8544144168341715332?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8544144168341715332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8544144168341715332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8544144168341715332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6072217141167897948</id><published>2009-05-03T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:37:38.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Society</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;was really fun. Cos I managed to spent the afternoon with my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;darling dearest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Although we did have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;fight &lt;/span&gt;at first. It was all my fault. I can sometimes be such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;paranoid fuck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dressed in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black pumps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was dressed in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;formal black top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;black levis &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. We looked like we going &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;song kah &lt;/span&gt;sia. Anyways, we met &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Tampines, outside cheers and went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;pastamania &lt;/span&gt;to eat.  (Actually, me and ryan wanted &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;mcdonalds &lt;/span&gt;hor, but SOMEONE didn't) Ate er some &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;pizza&lt;/span&gt;, shared with Kyle. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Bryan &lt;/span&gt;came. Everyone looked so dressed up and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. Ryan spilled like alot of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cheese &lt;/span&gt;onto his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;baked rice&lt;/span&gt;. Kyle spilled alot of those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chilli &lt;/span&gt;flakes onto our &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;pizza&lt;/span&gt;. It kinda made the skin above my upper lip &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;burn&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GGRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Kyle treated me for this meal. (: Then went out the mall for a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;breath of fresh air&lt;/span&gt;' while waiting for this super &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tall &lt;/span&gt;guy called '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. He was the only one dressed so casually for the party. Some &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bedok interchange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeans&lt;/span&gt;. (He say one.) LOL. Then walk around. Watch them play &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;daytona&lt;/span&gt;. Roy quite good. Baby's car &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucked&lt;/span&gt;. But i trust that he's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; good&lt;/span&gt;. Went to tampines one. looked around the shops. suddenly, the song &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;superstar &lt;/span&gt;played. then the guys started loudly singing '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;eh yo eh yo eh yo&lt;/span&gt;' haha while i sang the vocals. Funny shit sia. Then went to take another '&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;breath of fresh air&lt;/span&gt;'. Then went to macs interchange and a whole group of '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bengs in black&lt;/span&gt;' greeted me and kyle. Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Scary &lt;/span&gt;sight. But they're nice. Drank a bit. there was this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lian &lt;/span&gt;who &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like a fucking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt;!!! she was so bloody &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;skinny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and her teeth were kinda &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She looked really scary sia. I think if i see her at night, i'll just &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;drop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of first part of saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to a family's friend's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;chalet &lt;/span&gt;at ecp. Ate &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;barbecued &lt;/span&gt;food. Wanted to take a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dip &lt;/span&gt;in the pool but the pool closed at 8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Slacked &lt;/span&gt;in the room watching manjalara, played psp. at least the room was air-conditioned. This part wasn't so exciting for me. Left at around &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;one&lt;/span&gt;. And kyle was at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;area B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So close yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Till next time bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-6072217141167897948?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6072217141167897948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6072217141167897948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6072217141167897948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='The Black Society'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-4500211144018398679</id><published>2009-05-02T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:34:10.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHAS</title><content type='html'>I'll update soon. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;anyways VS won the bahas. well congrats to them, but frankly they just got through based on entertainment alone. They were seriously lacking in points. Well i guess the win is an important thing to them. How I wished RGS won though. the pain wouldn't be so bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from an outing with Kyle&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and met all his "beng" friends. sumer pakai baju hitam sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more soon&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-4500211144018398679?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/4500211144018398679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-update-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4500211144018398679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/4500211144018398679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-update-soon.html' title='BAHAS'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-5639308724004722490</id><published>2009-03-17T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:34:29.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BOO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SALLY &lt;/span&gt;AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CHICKLET&lt;/span&gt;. funny &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;shits&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;training &lt;/span&gt;in the morning. That was really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;juniors &lt;/span&gt;really have got a long way to go, especially the pitcherS. Come on la &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;babes&lt;/span&gt;. I know I'm very &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fierce &lt;/span&gt;to you guys but yeah, it's for your own good. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;see &lt;/span&gt;Hakim after that, then went home lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Bukit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Batok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;FARRRR&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-5639308724004722490?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/5639308724004722490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5639308724004722490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/5639308724004722490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha.html' title='Random'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-6334969084134661293</id><published>2009-03-16T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:34:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex=History</title><content type='html'>I just reached home about an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today. Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;solehan &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;CCK &lt;/span&gt;Mrt. Wanted her to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;teman &lt;/span&gt;me go meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kevin &lt;/span&gt;cos he has some of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;. In the end, he never turned up cos he got some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;personal &lt;/span&gt;problem. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;theory &lt;/span&gt;was that he was currently &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;steam&lt;/span&gt;-ing and hence didn't wanna go out so that people won't see his &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;erected &lt;/span&gt;dick &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sticking &lt;/span&gt;out. HAHAHA. Funny &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;. Ate &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;macs &lt;/span&gt;and studied at CCK &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;library&lt;/span&gt;. The library was so small. Then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, on the train there was this guy with really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;! He kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tore &lt;/span&gt;up the sides till you can see his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;socks inside. He made the shoe look really &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;old &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;rabak&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. That was cool &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-6334969084134661293?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/6334969084134661293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-reached-home-about-hour-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6334969084134661293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/6334969084134661293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-reached-home-about-hour-ago.html' title='Ex=History'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2596007314128744380</id><published>2009-03-15T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:35:20.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRC</title><content type='html'>Hello.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WET&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haha. I went to classes in the morning. then went out in the afternoon for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SRC &lt;/span&gt;game. I boarded 15 and saw&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Sally Tan&lt;/span&gt;! She got shocked. I kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;scared &lt;/span&gt;her. LOL. Met &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;zoe &lt;/span&gt;at marine parade there. she got stuck in the toilet because she had &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. I told her to dig a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;shithole &lt;/span&gt;in the diamond while catching so she can &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit &lt;/span&gt;easily. Hahah. Boarded bus 15. Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kazuki&lt;/span&gt;, who was all dressed up in boots and all because she thought she was late. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. I recited my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;number &lt;/span&gt;out loud to her and now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;everyone &lt;/span&gt;in the bus knows my number. Blame it on my super &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;loud &lt;/span&gt;voice. The guy behind us &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;chuckled&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Funny shit. Got to Kallang just in time. Got my newly washed shoes &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dirty &lt;/span&gt;again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;AARGGHHH&lt;/span&gt;. Sally Tan, I told you so! We should have walked on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pavement &lt;/span&gt;instead of cutting across!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staated warming up. This year, there's plenty of schools that just picked up on softball. I just realised that when I noticed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Woodland Ring Secondary&lt;/span&gt; or something like that has a lot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute boys&lt;/span&gt;. (: Anyway, the ground was really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;muddy &lt;/span&gt;sia. Haha. Then a really heavy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;downpour &lt;/span&gt;started. We all seeked shelter under the tent. When it stopped, the team went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;around in the mud. Haha. Some cheography thingy. HAHA. Because the game at the diamond we were supposed to play haven't ended. And then it really started raining &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEAVILY&lt;/span&gt;. Like seriously, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEAVY&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. The gorund looked like a scene out of C&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;harlie and the Chocolate factory&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. It was like chocolate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fondue&lt;/span&gt;! Haha. So all of us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ran &lt;/span&gt;to the bus shelter which was like 150 m away or so. We got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;drenched &lt;/span&gt;real badly. And the bus shelter was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;flooded&lt;/span&gt;! We started playing around and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;splashing &lt;/span&gt;water on each other.  And literally &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pushed &lt;/span&gt;people down so that they were fully &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;submerged &lt;/span&gt;in the tar-mixed water. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EEwww &lt;/span&gt;right? But it was real &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;subway &lt;/span&gt;after that and got a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ride &lt;/span&gt;from DC's mom back home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt;'s on its way. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NNNOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2596007314128744380?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2596007314128744380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2596007314128744380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2596007314128744380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello.html' title='SRC'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-2351389302859534182</id><published>2009-03-14T20:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:35:57.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Educational Saturday</title><content type='html'>Woke up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;late &lt;/span&gt;today. Alamakk right? I was supposed to wake up at 6 am but I kept hitting the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;snooze &lt;/span&gt;button. I was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SLEEPY&lt;/span&gt;. I woke up when I saw the word '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macs&lt;/span&gt;' on Ayesha solehan's message. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;jumped &lt;/span&gt;out of bed then. I can never get enough of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;mcdonalds &lt;/span&gt;padapapa I'm loving it. (:When I reached school at 8 plus, I saw the entire 40 students &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting &lt;/span&gt;for me in the bus. HAHA. I was supposed to be there by 7.50am you see. But it's okay. A princess never keeps the crowd &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;. The crowd is simply, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chey, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;princess &lt;/span&gt;sei. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the bus which took us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore poly&lt;/span&gt;. The workshop was about chemistry for everyday living.  It focused more on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;organic chemistry&lt;/span&gt; which was surprisingly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERESTING&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. We made a solution called ester which is formed by adding carboxylic acid and alcohol. This solution gives a fruitty smell, similar to banana. Haha. A pparently, the solution we made was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SEX ATTRACTION.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I bet you think the smell attract &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;boys &lt;/span&gt;right? No, actually, This solution attracts &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;INSECTS&lt;/span&gt;! haha. Dr Ong was telling us a story where a student of his did not wash her hands properly after the experiment and started &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;combing &lt;/span&gt;her hair. Soon after, insects came &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;flocking &lt;/span&gt;towards her head. HAHA. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;humiliation&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. I t was real funny. Took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcY630fsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9yX9_ILqOeo/s1600-h/DSC03715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcY630fsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9yX9_ILqOeo/s320/DSC03715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912093440605890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcqPtS4HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OF0UNDlODEw/s1600-h/DSC03716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcqPtS4HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OF0UNDlODEw/s320/DSC03716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912391091380338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcyVqtP9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/wSvABIqRW4w/s1600-h/DSC03717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcyVqtP9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/wSvABIqRW4w/s320/DSC03717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912530130091986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that, we headed to another lab where the objective was to make a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;paperweight &lt;/span&gt;by mixing the same two substances and subsequently adding a hardener. We could decorate it with anything before it hardened. That was real &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;. I love decorating stuff. I think mine sorts of have the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;victorian &lt;/span&gt;mood. Blame it on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;taylor swift's love story&lt;/span&gt;. Its stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marry m e Juliet, You'll never have to be alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a love story, baby just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So sweet kn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I hope my romeo will come take me away. On a white horse with a golden mane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dee, stop dreaming la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So yeah, went to meet A afte rthat. Just to pass time. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHILL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llalalalallalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to zoe's house and got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;. I met H ont he train at first. Alamakk. Extra sia. H asked me to follow him back home and all. And I was like er we &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;brokeup&lt;/span&gt;, remember? then H was like imy and stuff, and i just gave him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;. But I played along anyways. Took the Bus from Simei and followed him&lt;br /&gt;. Then halfway, I turned around and said, "Sorry, got to go." I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;walked &lt;/span&gt;off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. This is the part where I get real &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweaty &lt;/span&gt;and all. I headed to TPJC cos Boo told me to take 59, 39 or 29 and alight two stops after that. I was walking towards deh from tampines mart when I saw 39 coming.  I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sprinted &lt;/span&gt;la deyy. When I turned again, it was gone. Alamakk. wtf right? I realised it turned right, so i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jaywalked &lt;/span&gt;and headed towards the bustop. Then I saw 59 plak. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Bloody hell&lt;/span&gt;. I sprinted again la. I was already late whatt. So yeah, I made it. DUH. hahaha. Lol. And I alighted two stops after. So then lemme tell you, Zoe lives in some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt;(secluded) condo. Haha. I got lost. HAHAHAHA. SERIOUSLY. i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WALKED UP AND DOWN THE HILL LIKE SO MANY TIMES&lt;/span&gt; and finally reached her house after thirty minutes, all &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweaty and smelly&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quarantine &lt;/span&gt;at her house. Ate fried chicken, sausages and instant noodles. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;chicken flavoured instant mee so I ate like very little. OH GOD. The movie was damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. But I hate those kinds of movies. It was similar to cloverfield where the viewpoint is from a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;video camera&lt;/span&gt; and the ending &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hangs&lt;/span&gt;. CCB kn? BTW, am i allowed to curse in a blog? I'm not used to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not cursing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a ride from her parents to Tanah Merah after that and headed home. We w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;alked like from one end to train to the other&lt;/span&gt; and everyone was staring at me cos I was wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;boxers!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAH. lol. i borrowed them from zoe's. My chlothes were dirty. eeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have to wake up &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;early &lt;/span&gt;again to go &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;madrasah&lt;/span&gt;. I;m not going to complain though. My parents have the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;responsibility &lt;/span&gt;to send us to religious classes so I don't want them to sin. (: See, I'm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughtful &lt;/span&gt;daughter. (: Hahah. Anyways it's my last year so I can &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;survive&lt;/span&gt;. I do have an SRC &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;match &lt;/span&gt;after that. YAY! hahaha. I'm looking &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;forward &lt;/span&gt;to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm looking forward to is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;. And my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lolipop-tree house &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;La La land. &lt;/span&gt;see you there people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-2351389302859534182?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/2351389302859534182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/woke-up-late-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2351389302859534182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/2351389302859534182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/woke-up-late-today.html' title='An Educational Saturday'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBBgdy_YD2o/ScJcY630fsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9yX9_ILqOeo/s72-c/DSC03715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-1554033282241355652</id><published>2009-03-13T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:09:58.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sup peeps!&lt;br /&gt;It was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt; of school just now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME &lt;/span&gt;stuff. I'm HELLO-ing to the  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MARCHholidays&lt;/span&gt;! I am so mendak(bored) of school sia. There's like nothing interesting except my friends there. Other than that, major &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOREDOM&lt;/span&gt;. Being the last day of the term, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;termly report cards&lt;/span&gt; were handed out during the last fifteen minutes of the last period. I'm like one of those few who passed every subject. And I think I'm in the top ten. Should be. But that doesn't mean that I did well. I got a 63.* average and an L1R5 of 20 on the dot. Haha. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;topped &lt;/span&gt;the level in combined humanities though!!! 87.0! Super happy and proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Had high jump after that. Anyhow jumpm la. Just jump for the sake of my class. Get top eight can already. At least that'll get a few points for my class.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Went to training after. Nothing interesting. Serious. Haha. Went down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;lepak &lt;/span&gt;for a while. Just came back. I'm sleepy. Like really. I miss sleeping at 8pm. Lol. And the bad thing is, I have to wake up damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EARLY &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow! Because I have to attend this workshop that has something to do with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;chemistry&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. But I regret signing up though. There's an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SRC match&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow and I so wanted to play. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt;. sigh. Will be celebrating &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;zoe&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday tomorrow. The spotlight's on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;shawty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone. By the way, were you in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;LaLa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Land &lt;/span&gt;yesterday night? Did you see me? I was sitting at the end of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-1554033282241355652?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/1554033282241355652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1554033282241355652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/1554033282241355652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/high.html' title='HIGH'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-3406489602556621386</id><published>2009-03-12T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:46:08.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rescheduled &lt;/span&gt;heats took place today. I had to run &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;100m &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;200m&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't run my best though. Because there wasn't any &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt;. -.- I'm like really thankful that I didn't take part in any other events because those two events had already made me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;pant &lt;/span&gt;hard. (: I ate at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;subway &lt;/span&gt;after that, with Zoe, JinYi and Boo. I bought subway &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;melts &lt;/span&gt;and took out the bacon. (: Haha. Not halal. I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLIVES&lt;/span&gt;. Sally along with Astri and Clarissa joined us after that. Nothing interesting happened today. Alamakk. I know. Tk climax right? Haha. More tomorrow. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;nantokkk&lt;/span&gt;( sleepy). Have a goodnight people. See you in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;La La Land&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-3406489602556621386?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/3406489602556621386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/tracks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3406489602556621386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/3406489602556621386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/tracks.html' title='Tracks'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322127109112343148.post-8222311900609856893</id><published>2009-03-12T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:30:59.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My blog is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently, still editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt;, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6322127109112343148-8222311900609856893?l=cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/feeds/8222311900609856893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8222311900609856893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6322127109112343148/posts/default/8222311900609856893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesecakes-lollipops.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweets.html' title='Sweets'/><author><name>punk_gal03</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943201320724129791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
