<?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-33161807</id><updated>2011-11-20T00:24:24.606+08:00</updated><category term='pics'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='i love stars don&apos;t fall.'/><category term='live earth'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='losers'/><category term='livejournal'/><category term='bintan'/><category term='random'/><category term='transformers'/><category term='ily'/><category term='party'/><category term='tj'/><category term='photos'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='stinky'/><category term='phone'/><category term='boring'/><category term='sick?'/><category term='horny.'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='nothingness'/><category term='love'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Honeyedlips</title><subtitle type='html'>If you'd only once would let me, only just one time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1993294706827739208</id><published>2007-07-25T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:42:18.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothingness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livejournal'/><title type='text'>roarrr</title><content type='html'>i've just discovered that this blog, surprisingly, has not many posts. but well, counting the fact that i've moved to so many different bloglinks from time to time, it's not that surprising after all. :&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished the seventh book. i think it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;the way the characters don't mind dying to save their friends, and/or would do anything to stick together- i think that's the best kinda love there is.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are watching deal or no deal. i think it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;welll nothing much happened today i guess? tuesday's training was : haha ran around the TA block like some weirdos. left early cuz i was supposed to have guitar, but couldn't go in the end. figures. tch.&lt;br /&gt;but so yeah went home and did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;OK TODAY. AGAIN nothing much. WALAU I think school's boring shit.&lt;br /&gt;D: ok i've decided, this is the 180th post anddd..&lt;br /&gt;i'm permanently moving to LJ, friends only will be restricted to only a few posts so feel free to read it there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you can find it :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye losers @ blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1993294706827739208?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1993294706827739208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1993294706827739208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1993294706827739208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1993294706827739208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/roarrr.html' title='roarrr'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7450015640049684637</id><published>2007-07-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T14:18:12.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't really mind.</title><content type='html'>ugh. go jump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7450015640049684637?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7450015640049684637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7450015640049684637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7450015640049684637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7450015640049684637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-dont-really-mind.html' title='you don&apos;t really mind.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3712611776806312287</id><published>2007-07-23T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:23:11.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're in the middle of the ride.</title><content type='html'>i am having humans now. and i don't like the room 'cuz it's bloody cold.&lt;br /&gt;and i have decided that i'm going to freaking start studying hard, because i dont want to bloody fail my promos.&lt;br /&gt;hawwww, this is about as possible as me going vegetarian though. so SUCK. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm thinking of moving permanently to LJ, where I can pass protect stuff, it's really lots better :)&lt;br /&gt;my sister's done with the HP book and i'm what, on page 100? so loooserrr! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well I've got loads to blog about but nothing much I really wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Happy Birthday Mag and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;You two've been weird since I first met you guys in Primary school -and you still are :9&lt;br /&gt;Haha baked a bloody cake for Mag which everyone dissed! stop dissing its good! :)&lt;br /&gt;Then she had a barbecue at night, ate. ate. ate.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;Went home after a hearrrrt t heart talk and then i think i fell asleep quite soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning went for training, stepped on a ball and tripped! :O haha, scraped my knee but whatever. I felt damn slow during training because my muscles were hurting and my reflexes were slow(er than usual). haha.&lt;br /&gt;After that went home and got ready to get to town. Met them at about um. 4? So yeah, went to Holland Village. There's a freaking cool party shop there! :O Like all the furry furry stuff, and party stuff. So awesomeeee :) And they sold fried maggots. :S&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Hard Rock for dinner. Thanks Sarah! :D It was awesomeee.&lt;br /&gt;Played the finger game and dedicated Don't Stop Me to Sarah :D YAY WE LOVE. The finger game is freaking hilarious :D We had funnn funn funn :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay and Sarah's dad got us a goodie bag each from HR, the shirt cost like 35 bucks each :O&lt;br /&gt;ZOMF thanks for the awesome night Sarah, even though we didn't talk to you much cuz you were busy with the rest!&lt;br /&gt;And she didn't even tell me to wear white. THANKS AH.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Sunday morning had tuition. I hate tuition! sleepy shit, then studied at MPL. :) Not much done tbh. dumdeedumm. had the coolest dinner in ages :9&lt;br /&gt;YOU LAH MAKE SUCH A BIG MESS! TSK! hahaha. Watermelons are good!&lt;br /&gt;Okay my hands are freezing to death.&lt;br /&gt;I shall move to LJ when I hit a solid number of posts. not long now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH P/S:&lt;br /&gt;I've got pictures! :D they were on mag's phone though. I think Sarah deleted the pics me and Mag took on her camera. 'Cuz we wasted space. yup. wtf. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090195024032975794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQBZ8TyS7I/AAAAAAAAA74/6LO_fS8mCAg/s320/DSC02612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The polaroid photo we took :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQBaMTyS8I/AAAAAAAAA8A/azQTbh5pp-Q/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090195028327943106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQBaMTyS8I/AAAAAAAAA8A/azQTbh5pp-Q/s320/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah's freaking pretty ceiling, a surprise from her dad! we sucked in the helium from the balloons after that and sounded super chipmunk-y, apparently. 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCLMTyTEI/AAAAAAAAA9A/iH-tCmixTds/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCusTyTFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ia9yJad1nSg/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090196480026889298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCusTyTFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ia9yJad1nSg/s320/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCusTyTGI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WX3H7SY43RY/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090196480026889314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCusTyTGI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WX3H7SY43RY/s320/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCu8TyTHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7OdcbedmMa0/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090196484321856626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCu8TyTHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7OdcbedmMa0/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freeeak! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCvMTyTII/AAAAAAAAA9g/ObKsT1gOTYo/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090196488616823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCvMTyTII/AAAAAAAAA9g/ObKsT1gOTYo/s320/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooh leggggs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCvMTyTJI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9JfJJHjjPXY/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090196488616823954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQCvMTyTJI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9JfJJHjjPXY/s320/Picture+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melissa's eyes got BIGGER, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3712611776806312287?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3712611776806312287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3712611776806312287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3712611776806312287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3712611776806312287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-in-middle-of-ride.html' title='you&apos;re in the middle of the ride.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RqQBZ8TyS7I/AAAAAAAAA74/6LO_fS8mCAg/s72-c/DSC02612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5282874061191526559</id><published>2007-07-20T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:14:18.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my family life is a fucking bunch of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even remember the last time my dad and i ever spent an afternoon or anything together. i dont even remember the last time we went out to have lunch or dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know which fucking country he last came back from&lt;br /&gt;and when someone asks me wheres your dad, i cant say anything but i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i dont recall the last time he asked me how school was, or if i was coping.&lt;br /&gt;i know he doesnt even know which pdps im in, or which class ive been in.&lt;br /&gt;i know he doesnt mind being detached from me, but i cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing worth mentioning, is that he once asked me to get a tattoo with him.&lt;br /&gt;thats the only promise he ever actually made to me, and i dont know what its gonna be like once its over with and theres nothing else to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's been anal. the last few days, shes done nothing but pick on me.&lt;br /&gt;i know youre not happy with basically every fucking damn thing that i'm about,&lt;br /&gt;and i know you honestly dont really care how well i do in school for myself,&lt;br /&gt;as long as you have something to compare and talk about with godma&lt;br /&gt;you slapped me today, and i dont ever recall being slapped like that, ever.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can fucking say to you right now.&lt;br /&gt;you've been picking on me and even daddy could tell.&lt;br /&gt;and the best you can give me is im washing my hands off this girl?&lt;br /&gt;you dont even try ot understand where im' coming from.&lt;br /&gt;you know why i never like to come home?&lt;br /&gt;dont you fuckers dare to talk about how i talk to my mum, you dont know the half of it okay bitches.&lt;br /&gt;i like to spend, every waking hour outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to going to school, because its another eight fucking hours away from this house.&lt;br /&gt;i like pdps, and i was happy when netball ended late, because i never wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i step in, no how was your day. no are you hungry.&lt;br /&gt;its just the constant where the hell have you been, even though i've gone time and again through my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;you're just not interested enough.&lt;br /&gt;you say my friend's more important than you.&lt;br /&gt;she's not.&lt;br /&gt;but at least she doesnt fucking slap me, or scream at me constantly and refuse to admit that she's picking on me.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate you.&lt;br /&gt;and please stop slamming hte goddamn doors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5282874061191526559?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5282874061191526559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5282874061191526559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>How can I love you?</title><content type='html'>Will the person who took my phone, please be nice and return it?&lt;br /&gt;Take the freaking phone, just return me my SIM card and my memory card D:&lt;br /&gt;(White Nokia 6233 Music Edition phone.)&lt;br /&gt;Please return it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Had phone suspended because the person who picked it up was calling and sending blank smses with my phone, and refused to answer when we called ):&lt;br /&gt;Ihatechooihatechooihatechooooo. ):&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt damn depressed and pissed before training ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for cursing so much ytd Lynn!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had PE yesterday, was rather slack I guess.&lt;br /&gt;2.4 in a week or two, and I want to get a full score. Arms, please work.&lt;br /&gt;Training after school, was rather fun I guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;Rushed off for guitar after that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this in the chem lab :X&lt;br /&gt;imma continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;so i'm back! in humans now. mr. ng is giving me a headache. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so sunday morning i had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;And i felt bad cos I was stoning throughout cos it was boring!&lt;br /&gt;Nyeh. It was okay.&lt;br /&gt;So I can't remember what happened after that? : probably nothing special lah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes. Around five-ish called Mag and asked her if she wanted to see the Chisholm band play :)&lt;br /&gt;went to watch and it was great!:)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Adel and Gerry and many people we recognized.&lt;br /&gt;Andand pictures with Jason, who is hot as.&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, and I've decided I'm gonna learn to play the sax one day.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's freaking sexy! (sex, sax.. you know! hawhaw! :])&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Simpang after that before going home. Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school on monday! I lost my phone after Tennis training D:&lt;br /&gt;so suck i tell you. some asshole found it after that and then used it to send blank messages.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like talking about it anymore, but yeah i'm still using the same number, just need your numbers again. ):&lt;br /&gt;whoarhhrhsuhzx.&lt;br /&gt;And end recap? haha. :]&lt;br /&gt;okay imma pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to bake for Mag today, but like, walau i can't bake to save my life! And no one's gonna help me! ):&lt;br /&gt;Magggg! D:&lt;br /&gt;RWAORH, I can't wait for Friday :)&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna be skipping Battle Of The Bands ):&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Va, for the trouble. Have fun at BOB xx&lt;br /&gt;Imma see you soon okay! love.&lt;br /&gt;okey, and Va, did you draw the love robot?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's really pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5562323880081813288?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5562323880081813288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5562323880081813288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5562323880081813288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5562323880081813288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-can-i-love-you.html' title='How can I love you?'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8084091886830650682</id><published>2007-07-15T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T12:16:30.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, what i wouldn't give to have one more chance tonight.</title><content type='html'>no pictures because i'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i'm in love with a lonely september again :)&lt;br /&gt;hello Plain White T's, you are love.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I downloaded Hey There Delilah and I let Georgienne listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;She said it was a cowboy song. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;Then Charmaine wrote my goodbye letter as we left 2006 with the words HEY THERE DELIAH on the front! HAHA Charmaine! SPELLING :9&lt;br /&gt;They never fail to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Friday rushed back after school and then went to Lido to catch Harry Potter. Thanks for the donuts, guys. And thanks Va for the necklace! :) I likee.&lt;br /&gt;So Harry Potter was a great disappointment. The book is so much better. I can't believe how mediocre the whole show was. I was planning on watching it twice but I think I won't now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next book :] It's already been pre-ordered. HAWHAW :]&lt;br /&gt;So anyway after that left to meet the family for Grandpa's 80th birthday dinner. Food was okay I guess. Nothing really special happened? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning woke up for tennis training at Waterfront. I loved training yesterday, it was so fruitful and I felt really happy playing! :D My wrist hurts now though, but it's all good :)&lt;br /&gt;(My mum is now nagging at me and I'm getting rather annoyed.)&lt;br /&gt;My activeX/Javascript has been disabled, on accident. And I'm fucking pissed. HTF DO I REACTIVATE IT?!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after I headed for ACS I with Ashley, Limeng, Calvin &amp; Yijun and I was supposed to meet Sarah there, but I didn't feel like going when we reached Buona Vista to meet the guys, so i went home and bathed. Had Daddy make me things to eat :) I had a great (late) lunch and then headed to town for a bit. Didn't do much just walked around, my legs hurt like shit after that. Saw quite a few people, and noticed hot people in town :DD Had dinner, or Chippy's rather :/ and then went back home. My mum wanted me back by 9.30 and when I got home she went to watch a movie with my sister! TCH EVIL I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Haha just had tuition and mee siam. Have I mentioned how I freaking hate mee siam?!&lt;br /&gt;It tastes like UGH to me. D:&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I've got nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8084091886830650682?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8084091886830650682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8084091886830650682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8084091886830650682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8084091886830650682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-what-i-wouldnt-give-to-have-one-more.html' title='oh, what i wouldn&apos;t give to have one more chance tonight.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4234811500123101219</id><published>2007-07-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:14:22.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont need you</title><content type='html'>bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was the type to exercise excessively when i'm angry/upset.&lt;br /&gt;what are friends anyway?&lt;br /&gt;don't think i've ever heard of them, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4234811500123101219?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4234811500123101219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4234811500123101219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4234811500123101219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4234811500123101219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-need-you.html' title='dont need you'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6703201534694804330</id><published>2007-07-12T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:12:17.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parabolas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello, maths. you suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to look at my GPA score, or my level position.&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i'm not that thrilled by it, because i'm positive i did horribly.&lt;br /&gt;however, i can't really help but want to see it -&lt;br /&gt;looking for trouble, really.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait til i reach my 200th post,&lt;br /&gt;then imma move to LJ :)&lt;br /&gt;The secret LJ is still the best, now and forever :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be listening to mr. boring ho. he's quite a - teacher, tbh.&lt;br /&gt;i have a headache. there's music after this so i guess we can get the GPA scores from ms. lau later.&lt;br /&gt;i have no mood to type in caps and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;school's becoming a right mundane PITA.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: sorry, smelly. but it's okay one luh, right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6703201534694804330?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6703201534694804330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6703201534694804330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6703201534694804330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6703201534694804330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/parabolas.html' title='parabolas'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8099581589307033468</id><published>2007-07-11T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:06:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe, one day. someday.</title><content type='html'>Seems like many people're getting sick nowadays D:&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't I falling sick too?&lt;br /&gt;Haha feel better MAG! :D, Nick and whoever else is sick.&lt;br /&gt;Boring today, didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;After school, I decided that since Mag didn't come to school + i am nice + i felt nice, i went to Mag's house. She's OKAY NOW :]&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I caught 229 and I was unaware that I had to switch buses : So ended up making a huge round and coming back to school. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Haha then took 12 from opposite school, met Xuanzheng on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest shit happened on that bus, I swear. This malay girl and guy came up in school uniform. Then the bus didn't like, move. The girl suddenly went like "Eh uncle, you look lah!" pointing at her uniform. I guess she had no cash in her EZlink. Then she was like "Got bus pass somemore lah!" And she showed it to the uncle. The uncle muttered something but didn't let her go either i think, with paying 45c.&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like "EH UNCLE, LOOK AT MY TEXTBOOKS LAH". and then for some reason she started crying.&lt;br /&gt;0_0 WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno then the pair started going "CB, CB&lt;em&gt; malay words&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and then this kaypo guy called SBS to complain about the bus uncle.&lt;br /&gt;WARPED.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway at Mag's place now on her bed doing pretty much nothing.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND YIJUN, NO MORE TURTLE SOUP! :9&lt;br /&gt;Training tmr :) After IS. I swear our IS is boring shit :X&lt;br /&gt;Oh andand, Harry Potter on FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait, babes! :)&lt;br /&gt;GRR BRSHRSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8099581589307033468?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8099581589307033468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8099581589307033468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8099581589307033468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8099581589307033468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/maybe-one-day-someday.html' title='maybe, one day. someday.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1474841486661550020</id><published>2007-07-10T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:16:14.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stinky'/><title type='text'>you're nothing but bad news.</title><content type='html'>omggg babe you're so freaking &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; i swear,&lt;br /&gt;i can't say anything else but that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can i be jealous?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, it was so so so freaking sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;p/s: for all the assholes in the world, you still have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; ily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; ily &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt;, no matter what happens! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, skipped netball today because I had a really, really bad headache pounding away at my head. Still do, tbh. Suck. Yeah well that was after tuition which I had to rush back for. Ended up taking the same bus as my tutor because he got lost. -rolls eyes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;So Monday, after school went to the Gym at SIA Sports Club with Lynn and Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;Did a little exercise while Lynn and Ashley went down to eat. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;I joined them a little while later and Ashley and I left for tennis, while Lynn went back to school to get picked up.&lt;br /&gt;Was late, tried walking in backward and joining the already-running team. Okay and so we were found out. Haha. Losers, seriously. So tennis was, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Today, got back papers. Actually, the final paper. LA.&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking pissed because the teachers marked us like crap. @$2!u&amp;amp;. 4/15 FOR SUMMARY? wtfruck?&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I did okay for Compo. Hung out with Mag (loves) during Chinese and talked shit. She refused to let me near her phone ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha so yeah didn't train today D: Luckily we had PE in the morning- which reminds me. I'M STILL UNBATHED! D: eeew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1474841486661550020?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1474841486661550020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1474841486661550020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1474841486661550020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1474841486661550020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-nothing-but-bad-news.html' title='you&apos;re nothing but bad news.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6509785329679955727</id><published>2007-07-10T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:40:05.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once in a lifetime</title><content type='html'>man. i feel real f up right now.&lt;br /&gt;Awqqraifaruwiufg!&lt;br /&gt;Angry/Tired/Sad/Annoyed/HEADACHE.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but results and everything seemed to suck a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;Not really in the mood to blog about Monday right now but i might later.&lt;br /&gt;fuck i have training in 20 minutes and i'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel well. headacheee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6509785329679955727?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6509785329679955727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6509785329679955727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6509785329679955727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6509785329679955727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-in-lifetime.html' title='once in a lifetime'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5609519605910071150</id><published>2007-07-08T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:59:01.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jadajadajing, jadajada jingjinggg.</title><content type='html'>HAHA OMG THE BEST NEWS I'VE HEARD THIS WEEK! :]&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I'm happy for you -&lt;br /&gt;No(t much) mockery involved! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ILY dear! :)&lt;br /&gt;rainbows and butterflies! :))&lt;br /&gt;The news made me like jump up and down and giggle and snort and chortle and LOL in hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;Omgggg it's going to be fun in school tmr :]&lt;br /&gt;Haha again i lovelovelove you! :)&lt;br /&gt;No squeezey, but got happy land okay? okay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5609519605910071150?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5609519605910071150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5609519605910071150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5609519605910071150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5609519605910071150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/jadajadajing-jadajada-jingjinggg.html' title='jadajadajing, jadajada jingjinggg.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5665784016968539644</id><published>2007-07-08T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:35:56.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><title type='text'>Foolish Games - Jewel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You took your coat off and stood in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;You're always crazy like that.&lt;br /&gt;And I watched from my window,&lt;br /&gt;Always felt I was outside looking in on you.&lt;br /&gt;You're always the mysterious one with&lt;br /&gt;Dark eyes and careless hair,&lt;br /&gt;You were fashionably sensitive&lt;br /&gt;But too cool to care.&lt;br /&gt;You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;Besides some comment on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in case you failed to notice,&lt;br /&gt;In case you failed to see,&lt;br /&gt;This is my heart bleeding before you,&lt;br /&gt;This is me down on my knees, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These foolish games are tearing me apart,&lt;br /&gt;And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always brilliant in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.&lt;br /&gt;You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones&lt;br /&gt;As I clumsily strummed my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;You'd teach me of honest things,&lt;br /&gt;Things that were daring, things that were clean.&lt;br /&gt;Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.&lt;br /&gt;I hid my soiled hands behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the line, I must've gone&lt;br /&gt;Off track with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who gave a damn,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody more like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took your coat off,&lt;br /&gt;Stood in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;You're always crazy like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote out a bunch of shit, and i've decided it's PATHETIC so I deleted everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Transformers today with Melllllllllllllie! :) :D :]]] It was quite.. Loud. And I didn't really like it luh : not as good as everyone made it out to be. But plus points were the (very x100) hot lead actress, Megan Fox, and the (also very x100) hot male not-so-lead, Josh Duhamel :) Sexy beastssss. RWAR.&lt;br /&gt;Megan Fox looked astounding, I swear. :O :O It's so worth paying to see her. Man, her body is awegdgsiaginhf!&lt;br /&gt;And the guy sitting in front of me REALLY didn't like me I swear. 'Cos I kept putting my feet up against the back of his chair so I guess it was uncomfortable for him? Ooops, sorrrry :]&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the movie was quite boring I guess. Got home and no one was home, yet again! D:&lt;br /&gt;School tomr! D: SMCHULE! D:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Gym again tmr :) YEY!&lt;br /&gt;Ok my right hand is numb ):&lt;br /&gt;I think Mummy's buying me fish soup for dinner :)) YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall find some poor soul to disturb :)&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Nicholas it is YOUR ONLY BEST PICTURE! HAHA KIDDING ;)&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S: Thanks for the songs! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5665784016968539644?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5665784016968539644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5665784016968539644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5665784016968539644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5665784016968539644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/foolish-games-jewel.html' title='Foolish Games - Jewel'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1695391121657269464</id><published>2007-07-08T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:32:58.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><title type='text'>If it's lovin' that you want;</title><content type='html'>Today woke up at 7 plus. Freakshow okay. On a SUNDAY MORNING (rain is falling. Heh okay no, but Maroon 5 is love :]). So anyway Nick was up too :D And we were talking nonsense the whole time. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I are weird because we both slept at 2 yesterday but woke up at 7 today because, we couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omggg what spazos! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because he copied me :9 both our PMs are now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I practice floccinaucinihilipilification, especially on useless people like you :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Thanks for listening, Nick. You're awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Live Earth has been going on. and on. and on. and on. and on. x 10000000&lt;br /&gt;It's. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. Krrh, get something cooler to do can. And I don't know why there was a feature story just because someone got married on 070707. Um so? What, are they gonna become Bond 007 Agents just cos of their marriage date? : I mean, honestly! Aren't there any worthwhile things people can do nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yes, I restarted the computer and now it can (finally) sense my phone! :D I'm going to upload photos today :) :] :D Happy us.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I want to go out today. But no-one's ever free on weekends. LOUSYPOKS.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;By the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15th&lt;/span&gt;, Zhixin! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're our very smart groupmate, and you're like the little kid in all of us, x100! :9&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day, dear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, pictures, 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My ankle hurts D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSZava4I/AAAAAAAAA4o/aRYlriQV974/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084658853361970050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSZava4I/AAAAAAAAA4o/aRYlriQV974/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's wrapping. Kinda sucks! HAHA and to think he passed his first aid 4 years in a row. TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSZava5I/AAAAAAAAA4w/OJ7vu953xvc/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084658853361970066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSZava5I/AAAAAAAAA4w/OJ7vu953xvc/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wrapping's cooler and nicer! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSpava6I/AAAAAAAAA44/pEkuruyXTAY/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084658857656937378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSpava6I/AAAAAAAAA44/pEkuruyXTAY/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's like this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from Surf's Up with Mag and Sarah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWS5ava7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/JW2MbXBbn4E/s1600-h/Image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084658861951904690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWS5ava7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/JW2MbXBbn4E/s320/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the escalator! Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWS5ava8I/AAAAAAAAA5I/OmBM7oDsGvA/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084658861951904706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWS5ava8I/AAAAAAAAA5I/OmBM7oDsGvA/s320/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the escalator. HAHA Sarah wasn't prepared! And we look like we have super oily faces ): Stupid light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX2Zava9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/WcdCOebtJYs/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084660571348888530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX2Zava9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/WcdCOebtJYs/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mrt with Mag on the way over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX2pava-I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BvvcftmmWVE/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084660575643855842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX2pava-I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BvvcftmmWVE/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX2pava_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/odhy9vdTrZA/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084660575643855858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX2pava_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/odhy9vdTrZA/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX25avbAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/hBMo2jWL8D8/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084660579938823170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX25avbAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/hBMo2jWL8D8/s320/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring with Trini's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX3JavbBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/TvOTNfCjYCI/s1600-h/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084660584233790482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBX3JavbBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/TvOTNfCjYCI/s320/Image131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah RACHEL your silly balloon! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's with Lynn and Rachel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5JavbCI/AAAAAAAAA54/byjZ_xCWtcY/s1600-h/Image134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084661718105156642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5JavbCI/AAAAAAAAA54/byjZ_xCWtcY/s320/Image134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate like P.I.G.S. Pretty freaking sinfully wonderful. And thank you benfrickenjerry's now i've gained weight COS OF YOU. Stupid idea buying tubs and tubs and putting it in the fridge ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5JavbDI/AAAAAAAAA6A/8GbAkaR79mc/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084661718105156658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5JavbDI/AAAAAAAAA6A/8GbAkaR79mc/s320/Image127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5ZavbEI/AAAAAAAAA6I/dmvBw8gPaLY/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084661722400123970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5ZavbEI/AAAAAAAAA6I/dmvBw8gPaLY/s320/Image128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5ZavbFI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/V7Oh_BNgiV4/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084661722400123986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5ZavbFI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/V7Oh_BNgiV4/s320/Image129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5ZavbGI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/fGxW8UhctI4/s1600-h/Image130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084661722400124002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBY5ZavbGI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/fGxW8UhctI4/s320/Image130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEJavbHI/AAAAAAAAA6g/PGiNC2TiW_k/s1600-h/Image136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084663006595345522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEJavbHI/AAAAAAAAA6g/PGiNC2TiW_k/s320/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEZavbII/AAAAAAAAA6o/EncTrxDdJdk/s1600-h/Image137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084663010890312834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEZavbII/AAAAAAAAA6o/EncTrxDdJdk/s320/Image137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL retard. Toilet shots. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEZavbJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/BfxWnmZLnjU/s1600-h/Image233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084663010890312850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEZavbJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/BfxWnmZLnjU/s320/Image233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEpavbKI/AAAAAAAAA64/8TH-8eppWS8/s1600-h/Image269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084663015185280162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEpavbKI/AAAAAAAAA64/8TH-8eppWS8/s320/Image269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring in the car :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEpavbLI/AAAAAAAAA7A/mMcV6cyeBMQ/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084663015185280178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBaEpavbLI/AAAAAAAAA7A/mMcV6cyeBMQ/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home after tuition. Which wasn't very productive ytd as I was not focusing properly D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I think it sucks that I'm still home. I want to gym.&lt;br /&gt;Lynnnnn! Haha :]&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, might be cutting my hair later. Let's cross our arms, fingers, toes, hands, legs, thighs, shoulders, wrists, necks, heads, eyes and everything else that it comes out okay. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1695391121657269464?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1695391121657269464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1695391121657269464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1695391121657269464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1695391121657269464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-its-lovin-that-you-want.html' title='If it&apos;s lovin&apos; that you want;'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RpBWSZava4I/AAAAAAAAA4o/aRYlriQV974/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7913525142249712455</id><published>2007-07-07T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:35:01.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's the girl.</title><content type='html'>Guys, please realize that the girl holding onto you,&lt;br /&gt;is PERFECT in her own special way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always remember that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;She can always get up and &lt;em&gt;walk away&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;getting someone else who can love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For all you know, there is already someone out there wooing her,&lt;br /&gt;and she is rejecting a maybe-perfect love,&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There might also be someone out there,&lt;br /&gt;who is &lt;strong&gt;willing to love her more&lt;/strong&gt; than you are loving her now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who's willing to fufill her every need&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;love her &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as much as she loves you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, guys.&lt;br /&gt;When you are holding her today,&lt;br /&gt;and you cheat on her in the future&lt;br /&gt;by hugging or kissing another girl,&lt;br /&gt;and then you run back to her,&lt;br /&gt;and do the same...&lt;br /&gt;When you see love in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the &lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the &lt;em&gt;guilt&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;She loves you &lt;strong&gt;not because&lt;/strong&gt; you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good looking, have money,&lt;br /&gt;buy her things,&lt;br /&gt;make her parents happy,&lt;br /&gt;or that you have a car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves you for &lt;em&gt;who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Your every touch, every word you say,&lt;br /&gt;everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Cherish and appreciate your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't break her fragile heart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She is the only one,&lt;br /&gt;who can love you that way.&lt;br /&gt;You won't wanna regret,&lt;br /&gt;letting go of that special girl you have.&lt;br /&gt;For everything she has done for you,&lt;br /&gt;the least you can do,&lt;br /&gt;is to give her unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;as she has given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope this strikes you,&lt;br /&gt;but from what I know of you,&lt;br /&gt;you won't feel a thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Ro-yxpava3I/AAAAAAAAA4g/3XhyAkHIm_k/s1600-h/Unrequited_love_II_by_Danutza88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084479070325926770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Ro-yxpava3I/AAAAAAAAA4g/3XhyAkHIm_k/s320/Unrequited_love_II_by_Danutza88.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're the perfect stranger;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the one i never really knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7913525142249712455?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7913525142249712455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7913525142249712455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7913525142249712455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7913525142249712455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/guys-please-realize-that-girl-holding.html' title='she&apos;s the girl.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Ro-yxpava3I/AAAAAAAAA4g/3XhyAkHIm_k/s72-c/Unrequited_love_II_by_Danutza88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-868556495864188227</id><published>2007-07-07T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:35:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle</title><content type='html'>Mood: apathetic. :/&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm so boredddd. Suck bolllz.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrry I cancelled, Smelly. ]:&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to The Academy Is... and I think that Adam Siska is hot shitttt :]&lt;br /&gt;And William Beckett(!!) is a sexy monster.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy and sleepy and all I wanna do is (find a way back into love, haha ok no) SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;My nose is about ready to drop off from all the sneezing today &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;/continued.&lt;br /&gt;Just got back. Watched Transformers with the monster today. Oh wait no, caught Die Hard 4.0 instead because there were no seats.&lt;br /&gt;(I was not late okay! Ok I was, but not my fault! D:)&lt;br /&gt;So yes, the movie was fine. Quite cool. And I actually screamed! :O Haha! Ouh and I am so cool and my flats are, the sex. Leopard prints are love! :]&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Live Earth is on TV. They've got retarded bands with retarded names. WAIT. But this group, Eskimo Joe (is it?) has hotttt people! :DD Ok not all but, okay wait. NONE. Rats. I thought the drummer was cute. The crowd is RETARDED! Pfft no life okay.&lt;br /&gt;My tuition teacher is late. LATE. Lousy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-868556495864188227?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/868556495864188227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=868556495864188227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/868556495864188227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/868556495864188227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/cheap-champagne-and-complicated.html' title='cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5746797260002319449</id><published>2007-07-06T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:32:18.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sick of it.</title><content type='html'>i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;really, really, really. &lt;/em&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of this false front I have to put up. So f-ing sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of all the hypocrisy, all the f-up lies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of you, and hearing about you,&lt;br /&gt;how the whole goddamn world is obsessed with you.&lt;br /&gt;What are you to me? &lt;strong&gt;Nothing special.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you to me? Someone I thought was close.&lt;br /&gt;A whole bunch of &lt;em&gt;surface relationships&lt;/em&gt; that turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how hard I try to change myself, there're always assholes who choose to talk shit, or be mean behind my back, whenever possible. You don't know me, so shut the f up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not something that you can poke fun at whenever you feel like it,&lt;br /&gt;neither am i someone that you talk to only when you have no one else to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;if you're going to be two faced, i might already know about it.&lt;br /&gt;so why don't you try to see things in a better way and stop being so fucking... plastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying in chocolate and ice-cream and coffee and heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5746797260002319449?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5746797260002319449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5746797260002319449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5746797260002319449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5746797260002319449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-sick-of-it.html' title='so sick of it.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2566888056518927581</id><published>2007-07-06T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:34:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lies i weave, oh so intricate.</title><content type='html'>Had PE in the morning today, felt like a lazy blob. But anyway we didn't do much, tbh. Pathetic actually. The sun was blazing hot the whole freaaaking day. Had LA after Chinese, and we did our act. I was scared and my voice shoook! ]: I guess our act was rather okay :) Rachel's group was good too. HAHA the mop :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after school, people were pissy and unhappy, and me and Lynn went to SIA Sports Club to gym :] Didn't really do much, just a little of most things. D: But the aircon is :) Slacked around. Complete losers lah. Plus I freaking put on weight D: suckbolllz. then talked a bit, ate and bused back to school for training.&lt;br /&gt;Training today was rather slack, but while doing the step ups on one of the stands I missed my step and cut my leg on the edge. It was terrible, the skin became white and there was an indent and stuff. Damn ugly. It swelled puffy and bled after that. Had it wrapped up. Haha like a present :)&lt;br /&gt;Ran into Natesha and Sheryl (separately, but both of them were going to the same place) while walking back to the MRT station with Lynn and Delia, talked a lot of nonsense. Then I got slightly annoyed at the usedtobe-nowloser and haha went slfidlgikdhnig &gt;:[ Roarrr. Delia says I look like the clubbing kind. Where got! I'm nice and sweet and all that jazz :)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah walked back and ate cereal. I think Cookie Crisps (is that what it's called?) taste funny. : (do not go "then why are you not laughing?" please. Ah, there's tennis training tmr? Retarddddddddd. At Lakeside, yo. And tuition at night.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out tmr! :]&lt;br /&gt;And the Low Battery signal just came on. Byeeee :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2566888056518927581?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2566888056518927581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2566888056518927581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2566888056518927581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2566888056518927581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/lies-i-weave-oh-so-intricate.html' title='the lies i weave, oh so intricate.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8727857099569222403</id><published>2007-07-02T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:59:18.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you gimme this feeling, it's like no other feeling</title><content type='html'>:) Went to Mag's place in the morning, and that woman's group is like SLACKER OK! haha anyway helped them with act 3 scene 1 and 2! damn i'm good :) anyway yes got kinda prrrft bored. Chenyin kept taking ugly pictures of me that she's too lazy to put up! haha :D Ryan liked my dress (:D) but Ben said it looked like a Malay costume. D:&lt;br /&gt;Then after that left Mag's place with Mag, Chenyin, Benedict and Ryan :) Ben left to meet others after that though. And we met Yijun and Limeng at Tanah Merah, before going to Marina Square and Carls' Junior.&lt;br /&gt;Ate and left with Mag to find Sarah. Haha, watched Surf's Up and it was retarded! Haha :O The small penguin thingy is cute! :D Anyway walked to Forever 21 and tried on stuff. Didn't get anything the whole day though. HM, nothing much I guess. Had dinner at Pepper Lunch (LAWL the irony!) and then went home. It was empty :)&lt;br /&gt;Brlwarh just now blogger gave me a hard time uploading hte stupid photos. MAG BE THANKFUL.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: YIJUN I AM NOT A SMELLY GIRL NOR I AM STUPID! HAHA :D Stinkyb0i! HAHA :9&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S: I cannot. wait. for. HP. to. come. out. SARAH, HE'S A BLOCKHEAD! HAHA SQUAREY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTCHAZS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIXJavakI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FvRuEbuOBEE/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082602848222407234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIXJavakI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FvRuEbuOBEE/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see up my nose. Haha. Just some random shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIX5avalI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/XS9ZtZ5g36I/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082602861107309138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIX5avalI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/XS9ZtZ5g36I/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT DADDY'S FAT STOMACH! HAHA :D These pics are from a few days before.&lt;br /&gt;now, today's pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIYZavamI/AAAAAAAAA2g/l3-tq42VORw/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082602869697243746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIYZavamI/AAAAAAAAA2g/l3-tq42VORw/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenyin took this! It's apparently cool. :&lt;br /&gt;(I SEE LEE RYAN ON NICKELODEON SINGING AND DRIVING. Okay he's quite hot from certain angles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIYpavanI/AAAAAAAAA2o/l2QED_saLMM/s1600-h/IMG_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082602873992211058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIYpavanI/AAAAAAAAA2o/l2QED_saLMM/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokMFJavatI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/MT7BVWpuqcM/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082606937031273170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokMFJavatI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/MT7BVWpuqcM/s320/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the spazo! HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIY5avaoI/AAAAAAAAA2w/pFIh7Y8kHeE/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082602878287178370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIY5avaoI/AAAAAAAAA2w/pFIh7Y8kHeE/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's got a damn cool ear. P/S: You looked hotter today :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokOFZavaxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/YagrYBsVMsI/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082609140349496082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokOFZavaxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/YagrYBsVMsI/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet shot. My eyes look weird though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokNGZavauI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OXQ5tdan6Ng/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082608058017737442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokNGZavauI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OXQ5tdan6Ng/s320/IMG_0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag. I think you look like Charis here leh! Your hair lah haha! SIMPSONS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokNHZavavI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bM9MuSjzp24/s1600-h/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082608075197606642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokNHZavavI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bM9MuSjzp24/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah! haha Homer's your hero innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokNIJavawI/AAAAAAAAA3o/JQdnZbRhpHk/s1600-h/IMG_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082608088082508546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokNIJavawI/AAAAAAAAA3o/JQdnZbRhpHk/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sugadadddy LAWL :] :} :) :D :P :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokOGJavayI/AAAAAAAAA34/8Z-XTdUbHNg/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082609153234397986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokOGJavayI/AAAAAAAAA34/8Z-XTdUbHNg/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEALER! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokOG5avazI/AAAAAAAAA4A/TovVgCUAN3A/s1600-h/IMG_0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082609166119299890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokOG5avazI/AAAAAAAAA4A/TovVgCUAN3A/s320/IMG_0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Bart though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokPFpava0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/2RxYZUAlc30/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082610244156091202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokPFpava0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/2RxYZUAlc30/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokPGZava1I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/O_rJPunu4ak/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082610257040993106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokPGZava1I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/O_rJPunu4ak/s320/IMG_0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA SARAH! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokPHJava2I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/KrH2v4Y9K28/s1600-h/IMG_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082610269925895010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokPHJava2I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/KrH2v4Y9K28/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the nicest pic ever, but whatever. :)&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8727857099569222403?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8727857099569222403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8727857099569222403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8727857099569222403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8727857099569222403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-gimme-this-feeling-its-like-no.html' title='you gimme this feeling, it&apos;s like no other feeling'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RokIXJavakI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FvRuEbuOBEE/s72-c/IMG_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1520769937781613114</id><published>2007-07-01T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:31:25.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>everything has its place. yours is right here, in my heart.</title><content type='html'>Imma post the pictures Ashley, Sarena and I took during the Tennis camp. It was, kinda boring. Too much free time, so we whipped out our (phone) cameras and took pics. These are all I have on mine.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the LJ-style cut. It would make my blog loads easier to see, plus neater! D: haha I always wanted to use LJ, but I can't seem to make the stupid skin look right! RWARR.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Daddy's a good cook! He made scrambled eggs and ham! :D Yummy breakfast. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was supposed t go gym-ing, and work out and stuff but cancelled plans last min. Krrrrrrrrrrh. Plans for tmr, anyone? :)&lt;br /&gt;I want Mummy to bring me shopping later. And maybe head over to Mag's place after that. I dunno. I want plans, its Sunday anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Okay pictureszzzzz. Took a damn long time to rearrange them in sequence and stuff. So appreciate! :D&lt;br /&gt;(P/S: It's a whole crapload of photos! Honestly, a hundred odd? :D) ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;(P/P/S: I realized that yesterday night I was too tired to caption my photos properly and the second last photo of Mag is captioned wrongly. I meant Laoshi's place, not Lousy's place. Sorry! HAHA :9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This were all taken before we bathed and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;We sat there, and were bored, saw a worm, got bored, took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdZavZtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/C8B-kq5KsC8/s1600-h/Image202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052100271072978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdZavZtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/C8B-kq5KsC8/s320/Image202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsuccessful heart #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT-5avZuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/3AtBogXRu6c/s1600-h/Image205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052675796690658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT-5avZuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/3AtBogXRu6c/s320/Image205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsuccessful heart #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTc5avZpI/AAAAAAAAAu4/hhuAQBSqgFI/s1600-h/Image203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052091681138322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTc5avZpI/AAAAAAAAAu4/hhuAQBSqgFI/s320/Image203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do it with love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdJavZqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/tHK86vtmuVE/s1600-h/Image198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052095976105634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdJavZqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/tHK86vtmuVE/s320/Image198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to look evil, we just look constipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdJavZrI/AAAAAAAAAvI/PPB-S8IiRvE/s1600-h/Image200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052095976105650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdJavZrI/AAAAAAAAAvI/PPB-S8IiRvE/s320/Image200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdJavZsI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/I_qWVLLQMWg/s1600-h/Image201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052095976105666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdJavZsI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/I_qWVLLQMWg/s320/Image201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's jealous. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS9pavZkI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NYB_0Ut8GMs/s1600-h/Image187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051554810226242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS9pavZkI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NYB_0Ut8GMs/s320/Image187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same socks! By coincidence! HAHA. Yellow yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS95avZlI/AAAAAAAAAuY/_wGepWdGS-o/s1600-h/Image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051559105193554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS95avZlI/AAAAAAAAAuY/_wGepWdGS-o/s320/Image188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self shots are never successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS95avZmI/AAAAAAAAAug/R9LrLwS-hdw/s1600-h/Image189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051559105193570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS95avZmI/AAAAAAAAAug/R9LrLwS-hdw/s320/Image189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS-JavZnI/AAAAAAAAAuo/eD37Kmm8GjA/s1600-h/Image191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051563400160882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS-JavZnI/AAAAAAAAAuo/eD37Kmm8GjA/s320/Image191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS-JavZoI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ufamoiQcChs/s1600-h/Image194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051563400160898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocS-JavZoI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ufamoiQcChs/s320/Image194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSfZavZfI/AAAAAAAAAto/ANaSOKj_U4o/s1600-h/Image177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051035119183346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSfZavZfI/AAAAAAAAAto/ANaSOKj_U4o/s320/Image177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSfpavZgI/AAAAAAAAAtw/7DMm2PvYq_E/s1600-h/Image178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051039414150658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSfpavZgI/AAAAAAAAAtw/7DMm2PvYq_E/s320/Image178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSfpavZhI/AAAAAAAAAt4/lP9P5ybPoXQ/s1600-h/Image181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051039414150674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSfpavZhI/AAAAAAAAAt4/lP9P5ybPoXQ/s320/Image181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSf5avZiI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lH1Vou0CQMA/s1600-h/Image182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051043709117986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSf5avZiI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lH1Vou0CQMA/s320/Image182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was a twit photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSf5avZjI/AAAAAAAAAuI/l8BqkjJ-FPc/s1600-h/Image183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082051043709118002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSf5avZjI/AAAAAAAAAuI/l8BqkjJ-FPc/s320/Image183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these pictures are weird okay. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSIpavZaI/AAAAAAAAAtA/UrXaaKzlvDw/s1600-h/Image168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050644277159330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSIpavZaI/AAAAAAAAAtA/UrXaaKzlvDw/s320/Image168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSI5avZbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/joNs1jgJmPg/s1600-h/Image169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050648572126642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSI5avZbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/joNs1jgJmPg/s320/Image169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSI5avZcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VSf9NT3Mh78/s1600-h/Image170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050648572126658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSI5avZcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VSf9NT3Mh78/s320/Image170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSJJavZdI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4DdpLn85aPk/s1600-h/Image173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050652867093970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSJJavZdI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4DdpLn85aPk/s320/Image173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda look perverted. It's good she's wearing a proper shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSJJavZeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/BBcS_s9M21Q/s1600-h/Image174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050652867093986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocSJJavZeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/BBcS_s9M21Q/s320/Image174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT-5avZvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/JoEEhy2cads/s1600-h/Image207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052675796690674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT-5avZvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/JoEEhy2cads/s320/Image207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT_JavZwI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6S8JYKG_hQc/s1600-h/Image211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052680091657986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT_JavZwI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6S8JYKG_hQc/s320/Image211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed a whole lot because of this picture. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT_JavZxI/AAAAAAAAAv4/H9d3qRVANXk/s1600-h/Image214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052680091658002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT_JavZxI/AAAAAAAAAv4/H9d3qRVANXk/s320/Image214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are taken after (my) nice clean shower. Ashley only changed and Sarena didn't bathe! Smelly things!&lt;br /&gt;After our dinner, which we paid too much for, haha. :O Most pictures taken by Sarena, our aspiring photog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWupavaVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Jtq_KoDvRHU/s1600-h/Image252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055695158700370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWupavaVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Jtq_KoDvRHU/s320/Image252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emo shot #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9JavaWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/67mSeE6fpuE/s1600-h/Image253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055944266803554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9JavaWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/67mSeE6fpuE/s320/Image253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo shot #2. (which reminds me, we kept singing 'I must be emo' throughout the day! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWupavaUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xGFCp9MI2aQ/s1600-h/Image251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055695158700354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWupavaUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xGFCp9MI2aQ/s320/Image251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to be emo lesbo dykes. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWuJavaRI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QMZd8j8hdTs/s1600-h/Image248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055686568765714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWuJavaRI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QMZd8j8hdTs/s320/Image248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmZavagI/AAAAAAAAA1w/7tNCa5dPEwI/s1600-h/Image264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056652936407554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmZavagI/AAAAAAAAA1w/7tNCa5dPEwI/s320/Image264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretchie. We look fat here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmZavahI/AAAAAAAAA14/i2mAjpS3TSU/s1600-h/Image265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056652936407570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmZavahI/AAAAAAAAA14/i2mAjpS3TSU/s320/Image265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what Ashley was doing, but it sure was spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmpavaiI/AAAAAAAAA2A/TmzAB1Rvz94/s1600-h/Image266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056657231374882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmpavaiI/AAAAAAAAA2A/TmzAB1Rvz94/s320/Image266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lecher photo. Ashley says "Come on over baby -wiggles eyebrows" and Sarena goes "AAH OMG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmpavajI/AAAAAAAAA2I/DIuyZ-v0QZ0/s1600-h/Image268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056657231374898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXmpavajI/AAAAAAAAA2I/DIuyZ-v0QZ0/s320/Image268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is cool. I took it! :D The light is like. Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPpavafI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Md9EGPTygcI/s1600-h/Image263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056262094383602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPpavafI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Md9EGPTygcI/s320/Image263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerds 'R Us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9ZavaYI/AAAAAAAAA0w/F4kdiWK6Jq8/s1600-h/Image255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055948561770882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9ZavaYI/AAAAAAAAA0w/F4kdiWK6Jq8/s320/Image255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found a ball! We were all fascinated :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9JavaXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Fjj_-eMw7Wk/s1600-h/Image254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055944266803570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9JavaXI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Fjj_-eMw7Wk/s320/Image254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, its yellow. No, green. No limmee green. Tsk. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPpavadI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/hmfT7a8hDXQ/s1600-h/Image261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056262094383570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPpavadI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/hmfT7a8hDXQ/s320/Image261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We suspect the origins of this ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9pavaaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/q5_F_fdLQeI/s1600-h/Image257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055952856738210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9pavaaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/q5_F_fdLQeI/s320/Image257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPZavabI/AAAAAAAAA1I/p4ZoOf_TlP8/s1600-h/Image258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056257799416242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPZavabI/AAAAAAAAA1I/p4ZoOf_TlP8/s320/Image258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, probably this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPZavacI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/VYN3w-nkS8Y/s1600-h/Image260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056257799416258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPZavacI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/VYN3w-nkS8Y/s320/Image260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it followed Sarena, and we didn't like it anymore.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9ZavaZI/AAAAAAAAA04/QAHKGiAxkBk/s1600-h/Image256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055948561770898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocW9ZavaZI/AAAAAAAAA04/QAHKGiAxkBk/s320/Image256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPpavaeI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Q32NoZ6Bsi0/s1600-h/Image262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056262094383586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocXPpavaeI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Q32NoZ6Bsi0/s320/Image262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stab stab rip stab stab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWuZavaSI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_xstPWWqP1M/s1600-h/Image249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055690863733026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWuZavaSI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_xstPWWqP1M/s320/Image249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's laosai hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU1pavZ-I/AAAAAAAAAxg/MTV_PR-4e1I/s1600-h/Image227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053616394528738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU1pavZ-I/AAAAAAAAAxg/MTV_PR-4e1I/s320/Image227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU15avZ_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/-zKeFgnRkEA/s1600-h/Image228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053620689496050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU15avZ_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/-zKeFgnRkEA/s320/Image228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually did lick the dirty pole on accident after that. HAHA LOOOSERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWuZavaTI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Kcyi0L3U7Ys/s1600-h/Image250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055690863733042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWuZavaTI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Kcyi0L3U7Ys/s320/Image250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeJavaNI/AAAAAAAAAzY/348VkHoHe2Y/s1600-h/Image244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055411690858706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeJavaNI/AAAAAAAAAzY/348VkHoHe2Y/s320/Image244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Flower, meet Bapok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeZavaOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ThligtIa7JI/s1600-h/Image245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055415985826018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeZavaOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ThligtIa7JI/s320/Image245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poserrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeZavaPI/AAAAAAAAAzo/DDwLqnSW74c/s1600-h/Image246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055415985826034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeZavaPI/AAAAAAAAAzo/DDwLqnSW74c/s320/Image246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha both look sick. One sick physically one in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWepavaQI/AAAAAAAAAzw/32h1fCb2EG4/s1600-h/Image247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055420280793346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWepavaQI/AAAAAAAAAzw/32h1fCb2EG4/s320/Image247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeese! Candid! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVt5avaHI/AAAAAAAAAyo/n2m2524hSNs/s1600-h/Image238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054582762170482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVt5avaHI/AAAAAAAAAyo/n2m2524hSNs/s320/Image238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muuwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuJavaII/AAAAAAAAAyw/j3s-w8VApmw/s1600-h/Image239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054587057137794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuJavaII/AAAAAAAAAyw/j3s-w8VApmw/s320/Image239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I am giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuJavaJI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gE2u-9Kl1NA/s1600-h/Image240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054587057137810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuJavaJI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gE2u-9Kl1NA/s320/Image240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley looks fascinated by me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuZavaKI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Sa_A8MF2ASA/s1600-h/Image241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054591352105122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuZavaKI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Sa_A8MF2ASA/s320/Image241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O LOOK AT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU2JavaBI/AAAAAAAAAx4/703ih_72DZk/s1600-h/Image230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053624984463378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU2JavaBI/AAAAAAAAAx4/703ih_72DZk/s320/Image230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU15avaAI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ZfRvNNQeWoQ/s1600-h/Image229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053620689496066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU15avaAI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ZfRvNNQeWoQ/s320/Image229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's 'How To Fly' demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPJavaCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/bvkirkDvsRE/s1600-h/Image231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054054481192994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPJavaCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/bvkirkDvsRE/s320/Image231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPZavaDI/AAAAAAAAAyI/gP8S3WtFXOo/s1600-h/Image234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054058776160306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPZavaDI/AAAAAAAAAyI/gP8S3WtFXOo/s320/Image234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPZavaEI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uNOOu3xdKAk/s1600-h/Image232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054058776160322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPZavaEI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uNOOu3xdKAk/s320/Image232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time lucky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuZavaLI/AAAAAAAAAzI/NXU_h4VeSfI/s1600-h/Image242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054591352105138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVuZavaLI/AAAAAAAAAzI/NXU_h4VeSfI/s320/Image242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeJavaMI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ejOp9oJR-gQ/s1600-h/Image243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082055411690858690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocWeJavaMI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ejOp9oJR-gQ/s320/Image243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPpavaFI/AAAAAAAAAyY/N06DcK-9JNI/s1600-h/Image235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054063071127634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPpavaFI/AAAAAAAAAyY/N06DcK-9JNI/s320/Image235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPpavaGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/OgULi5b7tP8/s1600-h/Image237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082054063071127650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocVPpavaGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/OgULi5b7tP8/s320/Image237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splat. Just like tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU1pavZ9I/AAAAAAAAAxY/GrO__HOfw6U/s1600-h/Image226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053616394528722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocU1pavZ9I/AAAAAAAAAxY/GrO__HOfw6U/s320/Image226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's ugly nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkJavZ4I/AAAAAAAAAww/StvqrQE_EQ0/s1600-h/LAWL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053315746817922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkJavZ4I/AAAAAAAAAww/StvqrQE_EQ0/s320/LAWL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkZavZ5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/3X80CZnnVNQ/s1600-h/Image222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053320041785234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkZavZ5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/3X80CZnnVNQ/s320/Image222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkZavZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/FvtPdeZXYJE/s1600-h/Image223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053320041785250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkZavZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/FvtPdeZXYJE/s320/Image223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkpavZ7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/v6txKFHt5ro/s1600-h/Image224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053324336752562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkpavZ7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/v6txKFHt5ro/s320/Image224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUTZavZzI/AAAAAAAAAwI/M3lxC4vH8yg/s1600-h/Image217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053027984009010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUTZavZzI/AAAAAAAAAwI/M3lxC4vH8yg/s320/Image217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUTpavZ0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/l5hZ0HB3f0M/s1600-h/Image218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053032278976322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUTpavZ0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/l5hZ0HB3f0M/s320/Image218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUTpavZ1I/AAAAAAAAAwY/RD_4WDM-BZQ/s1600-h/Image219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053032278976338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUTpavZ1I/AAAAAAAAAwY/RD_4WDM-BZQ/s320/Image219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUT5avZ2I/AAAAAAAAAwg/nVvc5Z6ayEA/s1600-h/Image220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053036573943650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUT5avZ2I/AAAAAAAAAwg/nVvc5Z6ayEA/s320/Image220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUT5avZ3I/AAAAAAAAAwo/El9X-5sgYkc/s1600-h/Image221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053036573943666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUT5avZ3I/AAAAAAAAAwo/El9X-5sgYkc/s320/Image221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self indulgent shots before leaving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT_ZavZyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6DsGjC4bXFc/s1600-h/Image216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082052684386625314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocT_ZavZyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/6DsGjC4bXFc/s320/Image216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Ashley! HAWHAW! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkpavZ8I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Lrf9qVvjY6I/s1600-h/Image225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082053324336752578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocUkpavZ8I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Lrf9qVvjY6I/s320/Image225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a look around;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at all the lights and sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1520769937781613114?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1520769937781613114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1520769937781613114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1520769937781613114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1520769937781613114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-has-its-place-yours-is-right.html' title='everything has its place. yours is right here, in my heart.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RocTdZavZtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/C8B-kq5KsC8/s72-c/Image202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2445611011143465645</id><published>2007-06-30T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:38:00.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we've got some figuring out to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PICTURE POST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I AM EDITING THIS POST BECAUSE I WAS TOO SLEEPY AND A LOT OF CAPTIONS ARE RUBBISH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Friday was last Math Paper. We had it in the hall. TBH there wasn't much pressure cos most of us felt that we alr did too badly for Paper 1 for it to count. Plus it was the last day. After the whole thing was done, RELIEF is the only word apt to decribe how i felt then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFRJavZBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BrJNLp6tt60/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081895759166530578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFRJavZBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BrJNLp6tt60/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our examination hall is scary. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNKpavY8I/AAAAAAAAApQ/WZb-2-L4EXM/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081552599869514690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNKpavY8I/AAAAAAAAApQ/WZb-2-L4EXM/s320/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Paper 2, suck balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNLJavY9I/AAAAAAAAApY/-WNCAk96hOU/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081552608459449298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNLJavY9I/AAAAAAAAApY/-WNCAk96hOU/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNMpavY-I/AAAAAAAAApg/rQIwsgySj3M/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081552634229253090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNMpavY-I/AAAAAAAAApg/rQIwsgySj3M/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unglam dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFP5avY_I/AAAAAAAAApo/cdbk9YyFDD8/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081895737691694066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFP5avY_I/AAAAAAAAApo/cdbk9YyFDD8/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one, pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFQZavZAI/AAAAAAAAApw/X7gYjrgvSvI/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081895746281628674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFQZavZAI/AAAAAAAAApw/X7gYjrgvSvI/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spazos Charis and Ashley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFR5avZCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/bc2ZG48IXEw/s1600-h/IMG_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081895772051432482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFR5avZCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/bc2ZG48IXEw/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel's apparently ecstatic face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFS5avZDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/LzQ_MJnuzmc/s1600-h/IMG_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081895789231301682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaFS5avZDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/LzQ_MJnuzmc/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA TAUPOK? TSK! So typical. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, afters went to Vivo. Shopped a bit; rather happy with purchases. More is better obviously. I want mummy to bring me there. I'm real tired but these are overdue!&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904572439422338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaNSJavZYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QV3NEgHzA5k/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn and Rachel. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaNS5avZZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E2juiKmUtas/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904585324324242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaNS5avZZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E2juiKmUtas/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, yellow shades I wanted to get! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM1JavZTI/AAAAAAAAAsI/yY2DKLT8NGA/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904074223215922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM1JavZTI/AAAAAAAAAsI/yY2DKLT8NGA/s320/IMG_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM1pavZUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kBVKzARtR3E/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904082813150530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM1pavZUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kBVKzARtR3E/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grass shot attempt 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM2ZavZVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/le6O7eoHU8g/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904095698052434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM2ZavZVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/le6O7eoHU8g/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time, &lt;strike&gt;brief&lt;/strike&gt;still quite unsuccessful. But the grass is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM25avZWI/AAAAAAAAAsg/HrBiHeJ9GzA/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904104287987042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM25avZWI/AAAAAAAAAsg/HrBiHeJ9GzA/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM3pavZXI/AAAAAAAAAso/wpQM1mEFqqM/s1600-h/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081904117172888946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaM3pavZXI/AAAAAAAAAso/wpQM1mEFqqM/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to fall asleep! here's all go figure out. maybe edit later :) &lt;strike&gt;toes&lt;/strike&gt; feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaLyJavZOI/AAAAAAAAArg/TKDjOfLLCuU/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081902923171980514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaLyJavZOI/AAAAAAAAArg/TKDjOfLLCuU/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaLypavZPI/AAAAAAAAAro/gVQo5hmLJzg/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081902931761915122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaLypavZPI/AAAAAAAAAro/gVQo5hmLJzg/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bored look. and the scary poser womanz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaLzZavZQI/AAAAAAAAArw/m3n5UT5l6-g/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081902944646817026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaLzZavZQI/AAAAAAAAArw/m3n5UT5l6-g/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma aeroplane !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaL0JavZRI/AAAAAAAAAr4/M47xmswGd10/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081902957531718930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaL0JavZRI/AAAAAAAAAr4/M47xmswGd10/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaL1JavZSI/AAAAAAAAAsA/NNQDTUNz3n0/s1600-h/IMG_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081902974711588130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaL1JavZSI/AAAAAAAAAsA/NNQDTUNz3n0/s320/IMG_0792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spazzooooo here! Esp Ashley zomfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaJ9ZavZJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3EJ1YwDCc3o/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081900917422253202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaJ9ZavZJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3EJ1YwDCc3o/s320/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In forever 21. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaJ-ZavZKI/AAAAAAAAArA/8X5SA5rEdHM/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081900934602122402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaJ-ZavZKI/AAAAAAAAArA/8X5SA5rEdHM/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaJ_ZavZLI/AAAAAAAAArI/Rct8-eTiZ3E/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081900951781991602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaJ_ZavZLI/AAAAAAAAArI/Rct8-eTiZ3E/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha LOSERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaKAJavZMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/2MnXUgjRK30/s1600-h/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081900964666893506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaKAJavZMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/2MnXUgjRK30/s320/IMG_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaKApavZNI/AAAAAAAAArY/tBLt9xY1HK0/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081900973256828114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaKApavZNI/AAAAAAAAArY/tBLt9xY1HK0/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGY5avZHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bjUuAD8NrqE/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081896991822144626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGY5avZHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bjUuAD8NrqE/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At forever 21's changing &lt;strike&gt;too&lt;/strike&gt; room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGW5avZEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/2V5yIoSpWhw/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081896957462406210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGW5avZEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/2V5yIoSpWhw/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;ugly hair after tying wet hair up before it dries! &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get ugly hair if you tie wet hair up before it dries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGX5avZFI/AAAAAAAAAqY/PWJB2i8KDf0/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081896974642275410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGX5avZFI/AAAAAAAAAqY/PWJB2i8KDf0/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGYZavZGI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EKoiHwep28Y/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081896983232210018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGYZavZGI/AAAAAAAAAqg/EKoiHwep28Y/s320/IMG_0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGZpavZII/AAAAAAAAAqw/I_JPPY0oNis/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081897004707046530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoaGZpavZII/AAAAAAAAAqw/I_JPPY0oNis/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYNN HAHAHAHA.HILARIOUS SHIET! At her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNIJavY6I/AAAAAAAAApA/12Gvq4tO00c/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081552556919841698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNIJavY6I/AAAAAAAAApA/12Gvq4tO00c/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The I'm-proud-of-the-wall pose.&lt;br /&gt;(P/S: There's nothing wrong with wearing oversized shirts at home okay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNI5avY7I/AAAAAAAAApI/yt_upWkFYXw/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081552569804743602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVNI5avY7I/AAAAAAAAApI/yt_upWkFYXw/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLiJavY1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/LcjO5G7iJGI/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081550804573184850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLiJavY1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/LcjO5G7iJGI/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jekyll Hyde purchase the day before LA examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLjZavY2I/AAAAAAAAAog/HqSDZH5zf80/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081550826048021346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLjZavY2I/AAAAAAAAAog/HqSDZH5zf80/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag and Chenyin at LJS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLkZavY3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/GheH03_N-co/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081550843227890546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLkZavY3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/GheH03_N-co/s320/IMG_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLlZavY4I/AAAAAAAAAow/9Vcup9hAC-E/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081550860407759746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLlZavY4I/AAAAAAAAAow/9Vcup9hAC-E/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Lousy&lt;/strike&gt; Laoshi's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLlpavY5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/TnyeZSy4K5U/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081550864702727058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoVLlpavY5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/TnyeZSy4K5U/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out, bitchnazzzxz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2445611011143465645?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down]&lt;br /&gt;Hands down is such a classic.&lt;br /&gt;Back to point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it hurts, real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking home alone just now, plugged into the music.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was just thinking about stuff, in general.&lt;br /&gt;How you meet some people, think they're the best,&lt;br /&gt;think there's someone you can really trust.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking pass the canal, and as I turned to my right I noticed this bird on the rails-&lt;br /&gt;A hummingbird, yellow and pointy-beaked;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it hurts, real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every three steps I took,&lt;br /&gt;It flew three bars forward.&lt;br /&gt;I walked faster, it fell back but flew forward again;&lt;br /&gt;almost like he was guiding me along.&lt;br /&gt;it brought a smile to my face, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;The walk down that path became faster, and my fascination with that bird grew.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the canal, it flew away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it hurts, real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;So much like life, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;When you have someone to walk alongside you, the journey, no matter how long or difficult, undoubtedly becomes brighter, and the distance shortens.&lt;br /&gt;When you find that person who walks along with you, you feel a sense of wonder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you here for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grow fond of that person, thankful that s/he's there for you, to take away that sense of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, the person will leave you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try to deny; it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Forever means nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And you do walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it hurts, real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I'm home alone.&lt;br /&gt;Which leaves me two choices,&lt;br /&gt;1. Cry my heart out, without worrying who overhears.&lt;br /&gt;2. Study for Chem, and let this feeling eat at my brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoIPhpavY0I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/NHSpFsSo2O8/s1600-h/I_dont_need_love_by_janonabox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080640400355451714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoIPhpavY0I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/NHSpFsSo2O8/s320/I_dont_need_love_by_janonabox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when did it all go wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4622433664215156672?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4622433664215156672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4622433664215156672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4622433664215156672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4622433664215156672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/trying-to-convince-myself-that-im-not.html' title='trying to convince myself that i&apos;m not losing you'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RoIPhpavY0I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/NHSpFsSo2O8/s72-c/I_dont_need_love_by_janonabox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8441765139511786922</id><published>2007-06-26T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:05:20.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminisce</title><content type='html'>i was browsing through my archives on slitsandvodka-lips.blogspot.com when i came across this little extract dated &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, December 27, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE LOVE MERYL CHEN, THE LITTLE GAY. yesterday i FINALLY had a talk talk with her, talking about LIARS :)) i mean i detest liars, i bet she does too :) wait i KNOW she does. heh and even if someone were to spin a lie, at least make it believable. woot. Meryls in demand! better watch out my dear or youll be making front page :DD yay we should share stuff more often, i missed you :]&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Quote, me at 13 in 2005.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i can't believe how much of it is still true. Man, I do miss Meryl. We used to be so close! And I barely talk to her now. Even on MSN. : Not just her, but many others too. I miss Vada, Deannie, Faith, Pronvara, Gienne (even though that ass forgot about me on her birthday this year), Melody and so many others. D:&lt;br /&gt;i'm upset, about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and if what i think i know is true, then don't bother stabbing me in the back any longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8441765139511786922?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8441765139511786922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8441765139511786922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8441765139511786922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8441765139511786922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/reminisce.html' title='reminisce'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3817366325634937084</id><published>2007-06-25T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:33:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna fade over time;</title><content type='html'>Anyway, back to&lt;strong&gt; Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;. Day 2 of studying!&lt;br /&gt;Sat down and couldn't bring myself to study. Ended up spending a lot of time in front of the TV D: Oh, and I went to Cold Storage in the morning. Bought B&amp;Js, a whole box of plain buscuits from Meiji :D and frozen dinners(pig), cos maid's going back Thurs. Hello housework. ):&lt;br /&gt;DID I MENTION SHE WASHED MY HOT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; JEANS THAT I GOT FROM MANGO QUITE A WHILE BACK WITH WHITES?!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, they got stained &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;@#$%!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story. When I finally got around to doing maths, I finished the supplementary questions for Linear Inequalities &amp;amp; Set Theory. :/ Lousypok. Oh and did RF Theorem too. Not important what I did lah, but then found out had more to study for Term 1. So quite wasted, a whole last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W_4A3pfI/AAAAAAAAAng/UUQ6RyO6D3g/s1600-h/IMG_04242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079944928809166322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W_4A3pfI/AAAAAAAAAng/UUQ6RyO6D3g/s320/IMG_04242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W-4A3pdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/47rn_7LXKlY/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079944911629297106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W-4A3pdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/47rn_7LXKlY/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W-YA3pcI/AAAAAAAAAnI/8DZcxsWqjbw/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079944903039362498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W-YA3pcI/AAAAAAAAAnI/8DZcxsWqjbw/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y3oA3pgI/AAAAAAAAAno/L5pxSMXSV1s/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079946986098501122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y3oA3pgI/AAAAAAAAAno/L5pxSMXSV1s/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAWL leggy. The last one was delibrately done, it was meant to look artistic. apparently not :/&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W_oA3peI/AAAAAAAAAnY/vAHxOOgvAKA/s1600-h/IMG_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079944924514199010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W_oA3peI/AAAAAAAAAnY/vAHxOOgvAKA/s320/IMG_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accidental press of a button :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W9oA3pbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/XP4ZBcEjILg/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079944890154460594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W9oA3pbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/XP4ZBcEjILg/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essence of life. Haha took it from my sister :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She didn't need it lah tbh, I'd rather have like, the songs on my phone pls. Stupid thing has no memory space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y4IA3phI/AAAAAAAAAnw/1S5PJHMrK6E/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079946994688435730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y4IA3phI/AAAAAAAAAnw/1S5PJHMrK6E/s320/IMG_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charis and Lynn, I'm proving your claims wrong! SHAPE K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y44A3piI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tZkYpznzQJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079947007573337634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y44A3piI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tZkYpznzQJQ/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y5YA3pjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/KMk2ob4OH_8/s1600-h/IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079947016163272242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y5YA3pjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/KMk2ob4OH_8/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose that's my finger. cant rmb. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y6YA3pkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/QSyxttiJKl0/s1600-h/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079947033343141442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Y6YA3pkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/QSyxttiJKl0/s320/IMG_0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, today.&lt;br /&gt;School (finally) started again. Was quite happy. The atmosphere in the morning was, wow. Buzzing with excitement. Haha, sat for Humanities paper. Easy, tbh. :/ Quite happy, think I did rather well. Then Maths 1 at 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;Can you spell SCREWED UP?&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you it was so figgin difficult. And what is up with doing it in the LT3?! The 'tables' are so frickin SMALL! and your neck hurts like SHIT. Anyway, I'm bound to fail Math. So difficult. D: Cursed about 50 times in 5 minutes after the paper. But I'm not alone :)&lt;br /&gt;Bought J&amp;amp;H, going to study for LA today. KRRH. Damn, bitchnazxzzzs.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow. Angry with the math teachrs. Pffft D:&lt;br /&gt;But HAPPY SIDE! :D Mummy got me the Oceanus shower gel! I'm gonna smell pretty darn good tmr! :D And ALSO! The Rose perfume! Like :O :O ANDAND :) Raspberry Lip Balm. Bought another fruity one yesterday :) oh love.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I better not fail JCTs. Don't want to see my studying-instead-of-going-out filled June Hols go down the drain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUDY L.A NOW, BYEBYEBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(P/S: DON'T POSER ME! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm surprised at how easy it was to ignore you today, apart from the start.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Sp4A3paI/AAAAAAAAAm4/JQFtloQ6xws/s1600-h/Lover_Alone_Without_Love_by_roseonthegrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079940152805533090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-Sp4A3paI/AAAAAAAAAm4/JQFtloQ6xws/s320/Lover_Alone_Without_Love_by_roseonthegrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could put back all the pieces,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they just might not fit the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/33161807-3817366325634937084?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3817366325634937084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3817366325634937084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3817366325634937084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3817366325634937084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-gonna-fade-over-time.html' title='It&apos;s gonna fade over time;'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn-W_4A3pfI/AAAAAAAAAng/UUQ6RyO6D3g/s72-c/IMG_04242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3205776980082283422</id><published>2007-06-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:47:25.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; instantly, i feel so complete.</title><content type='html'>so back to Friday. Woke up had lunch with mum and stuff, then went for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Found out stuff that pissed me off like frick, and i was super upset.&lt;br /&gt;anyway tuition was stoned. 3hrs, obviously stoned uh.&lt;br /&gt;Lynn kept making spastic noises! Worse than me, worse than Yijun! HAHA :O&lt;br /&gt;(I am watching Sharkboy and Lavagirl right now. It is spastic. want a quote? "I am the daydreamer. Able to dream with my eyes... OPEN!!!" WTF yo?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that didn't wanna go home so went over to Mag's place to rant.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening and reasoning babe :)&lt;br /&gt;I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yah ate a lot at her house, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up, wanted to go to the gym but mum didn't let.&lt;br /&gt;So studied studied and studied today. From 12 to um, 7.30-8? Then had chem tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Lawl. I wasted my tutor's time D: he didn't even want to accept the money cos the whole lesson was rubbish. Sorry DD: &amp; Don't worry I'll read up and study before next tuition.&lt;br /&gt;HEE HEE I'm watching The Adventures of Shark Boy and Lava Girl, as said before. THE WHOLE FREAKING SHOW IS RETARDED! HAHA :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES FROM MY STUDYING BOREDOM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tDoA3pNI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9cKv2XaUVXc/s1600-h/lies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079265495047709906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tDoA3pNI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9cKv2XaUVXc/s320/lies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your lies just keep pouring, i'm sick of listening;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tEIA3pOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/tV1niAOrCBw/s1600-h/study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079265503637644514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tEIA3pOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/tV1niAOrCBw/s320/study.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes, clutter, music, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tE4A3pPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ZCp0HiWeOZ0/s1600-h/DSC01656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079265516522546418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tE4A3pPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ZCp0HiWeOZ0/s320/DSC01656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying @ NLB's Han's on Tues :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tFoA3pQI/AAAAAAAAAlo/pybi20_z6OA/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079265529407448322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tFoA3pQI/AAAAAAAAAlo/pybi20_z6OA/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tJIA3pRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/IB1kvQ2_nvc/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079265589536990482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tJIA3pRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/IB1kvQ2_nvc/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God save me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uv4A3pSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/k5yPWMCa3xU/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079267354768549154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uv4A3pSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/k5yPWMCa3xU/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my messy table :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uw4A3pTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/WGzUNbjfzbU/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079267371948418354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uw4A3pTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/WGzUNbjfzbU/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up, on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uxoA3pUI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gVXiyiuAxww/s1600-h/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079267384833320258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uxoA3pUI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gVXiyiuAxww/s320/IMG_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enzymes notes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uyYA3pVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/M1l4-UQvDO8/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079267397718222162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uyYA3pVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/M1l4-UQvDO8/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uy4A3pWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/mbz7WTgBFbs/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079267406308156770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0uy4A3pWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/mbz7WTgBFbs/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0v3oA3pXI/AAAAAAAAAmg/507XyRfLlys/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079268587424163186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0v3oA3pXI/AAAAAAAAAmg/507XyRfLlys/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture paints a thousand words; and right now it says "Poser x 1000"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3205776980082283422?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3205776980082283422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3205776980082283422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3205776980082283422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3205776980082283422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/instantly-i-feel-so-complete.html' title='&amp; instantly, i feel so complete.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rn0tDoA3pNI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9cKv2XaUVXc/s72-c/lies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3685720021564074692</id><published>2007-06-22T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:04:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i was special, so fucking special</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this elated in centuries! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;goddamn fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for showing me i was right about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3685720021564074692?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3685720021564074692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3685720021564074692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3685720021564074692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3685720021564074692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wish-i-was-special-so-fucking-special.html' title='i wish i was special, so fucking special'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4118990066213253327</id><published>2007-06-21T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:11:49.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How does he laugh, how does he cry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Listening to: Where Are You - Natalie]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I thought I loved you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hullow :] Today morning I woke up and went to run, super disgustingly unfit D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway got to Kembangan and stupid pig-auntie wasn't there yet. So fetched her from her house and met Melvin on the train. Met Ben at Bugis awhile later. Studied a bit and Lynn came :) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But you showed me I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did.. um. Not much today. Felt fricken disappointed. Then Lynn left and walked around with the three until we saw.. food. Jollybean, um, Chicken Ball thingies? haha, TAKAOPACHI! :D and Old Chang Kee! Mag was like an AUNTIE, buying so many with super many bags. Haha. Ben is a pig! Haha. And you still dare to call me a pig! HAWHAW :] And still keep asking me to treat you, thick skin SIAZX. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Few more days. Die,die,die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078483523237029010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rnpl24A3pJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IXeAuAGneEc/s320/i_love_you__by_xtemporarywoundsx.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder what it's like to be loved, by you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4118990066213253327?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4118990066213253327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4118990066213253327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4118990066213253327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4118990066213253327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-does-he-laugh-how-does-he-cry.html' title='How does he laugh, how does he cry?'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rnpl24A3pJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IXeAuAGneEc/s72-c/i_love_you__by_xtemporarywoundsx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-593830868556267850</id><published>2007-06-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:31:09.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) sugar, spice and black pepper.</title><content type='html'>Today I had help for Physics and Chem. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's like free tuition, harhar. Thanks! :]&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND plusplus thanks for referring me to your friend/next tuition teacher? HAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;I understand Physics now, and that teensy-bit of chem he taught, damn cool :D&lt;br /&gt;I like&lt;em&gt; The Middle&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Jimmy Eat World&lt;/em&gt;, it's friggin awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go to school to see Mrs. Koh, but she wasn't free anyway D:&lt;br /&gt;And JYAAN KOK! I thought you said you were coming down to TJ?&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to message me, you buttock! Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that went down to Ashleley's place.&lt;br /&gt;Heh sorry for eating your stuff! Butbut, LYNN AND RACHEL ATE MORE OK! ]:&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am a good teacher and I taught Ashley DYNAMICS! :O&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for me :)&lt;br /&gt;I had black pepper instant noodles for dinner and I'm home alone now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway some pics from previous days, to brighten up the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoBoA3pCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OlSW9vp_Ws4/s1600-h/GORGEOUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078134063222989858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoBoA3pCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OlSW9vp_Ws4/s320/GORGEOUS.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;My gorgeous! :D You should see him when he has HAIR. LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoCIA3pDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-QPYffBfvJA/s1600-h/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078134071812924466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoCIA3pDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-QPYffBfvJA/s320/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoC4A3pEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AQyLKFuPO28/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078134084697826370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoC4A3pEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AQyLKFuPO28/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoDIA3pFI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/McZz4QFwfk0/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078134088992793682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoDIA3pFI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/McZz4QFwfk0/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heehee IMMA NINJA! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoDYA3pGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KPuJ1t-y8mc/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078134093287760994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoDYA3pGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KPuJ1t-y8mc/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkqyIA3pHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4NM8zavz-Mk/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078137095469900914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkqyIA3pHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4NM8zavz-Mk/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ice cream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkqzIA3pII/AAAAAAAAAko/-LM40WCD7CI/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078137112649770114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkqzIA3pII/AAAAAAAAAko/-LM40WCD7CI/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spazo! HAWHAW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-593830868556267850?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/593830868556267850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=593830868556267850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/593830868556267850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/593830868556267850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/sugar-spice-and-black-pepper.html' title=':) sugar, spice and black pepper.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnkoBoA3pCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/OlSW9vp_Ws4/s72-c/GORGEOUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7001593026034173704</id><published>2007-06-20T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:22:50.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGH</title><content type='html'>): I've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the two people I (thought I) was closer to are being megabitch to me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks dears, thanks. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7001593026034173704?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7001593026034173704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7001593026034173704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7001593026034173704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7001593026034173704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/agh.html' title='AGH'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6006901350015550389</id><published>2007-06-18T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:24:00.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you so much;</title><content type='html'>i just told my mum how i feel about school,&lt;br /&gt;and how i want to migrate.&lt;br /&gt;and how i dont want to study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and her reaction was, expected.&lt;br /&gt;she told me i better stop going out and start concentrating because i'm distracted now.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK do you know how difficult it is for me to study?&lt;br /&gt;and i do not go out, for gods sake.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried to study, and i've only been out to have fun what, twice the whole holidays?&lt;br /&gt;and then she compares me to others.&lt;br /&gt;you cannot then how come&lt;em&gt; x&lt;/em&gt; can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuckfuckfuck&lt;/span&gt; i really really want to stop studying.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not playing here.&lt;br /&gt;i really really hate studying in TA.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think the way they teach is effective.&lt;br /&gt;what is up with all your fricken self discovery?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't expect it to be THIS SELF-DISCOVER-WHATEVER-ED. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i miss the best friend i never had. psaahshawwh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077362717161399314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnZqfYA3pBI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hWAaGFzgpWk/s200/z49960005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; i already did, dear.&lt;/em&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/33161807-6006901350015550389?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6006901350015550389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6006901350015550389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6006901350015550389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6006901350015550389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss-you-so-much.html' title='i miss you so much;'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnZqfYA3pBI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hWAaGFzgpWk/s72-c/z49960005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4199680035588119682</id><published>2007-06-18T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:25:37.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the blank page</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIbYA3o8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/IPkSMIotvR8/s1600-h/831655438l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254896302400450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIbYA3o8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/IPkSMIotvR8/s200/831655438l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIbYA3o9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/WAQTR1eEFYg/s1600-h/Anger__by_Leavethelighton17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254896302400466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIbYA3o9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/WAQTR1eEFYg/s200/Anger__by_Leavethelighton17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIboA3o-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/Pnqx2KrTSY0/s1600-h/confusion_by_duhitsmia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254900597367778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIboA3o-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/Pnqx2KrTSY0/s200/confusion_by_duhitsmia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIboA3o_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/GWlg3lqg8j0/s1600-h/jealous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254900597367794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIboA3o_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/GWlg3lqg8j0/s200/jealous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIboA3pAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/FL5ZHkRKn-8/s1600-h/kiss_the_pain_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254900597367810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIboA3pAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/FL5ZHkRKn-8/s200/kiss_the_pain_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; \words cannot describe the way i'm feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4199680035588119682?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4199680035588119682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4199680035588119682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4199680035588119682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4199680035588119682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/blank-page.html' title='the blank page'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnYIbYA3o8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/IPkSMIotvR8/s72-c/831655438l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2782743748323973256</id><published>2007-06-17T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:19:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make you feel like i'm someone else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, can't remember what i did. OH YES tennis. woke up early! and like, met Ashley at City Hall MRT, was A LITTLE late. heh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway took the train all the way, and it was a long full train ride, so me and Ashley sat on the floor against the foor. We decided that the door would not open. Then we were chatting, animatedly, and suddenly the door opened at Dover. We were leaning on it and i nearly fell backwards! So we both screamed! HAHA super loudly okay, and then the people on the train stared at us. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Then we met Shiling and Yintong. We walked to the bus stop and then took the bus. WE MISSED OUR STOP AND WENT ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE HIGHWAY! :O Had to take bus back and like stopped 2 bus stops too front. so walked. HAHA spent so much time getting lost D: haha tennis was blah usual.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to library with them but lost Shiling and Yintong halfway. Did maths. Or rather, tried. Agh D: Lousypok. It rained and I had to wait for parents to pick. Then went for uncle's birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday -today. Um, what? Er, yes Fathers' Day lunch! Finished the drawing and gave to daddy. he said didn't look like him D: ROARR! nice okay. haha. then went running and yeah I've not done work. Fuck JCTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTCHAZZZZXZ! :) [I SWEAR, IT'S A MASSIVE OVERLOAD. Enjoy, they're mostly me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT16oA3o3I/AAAAAAAAAig/z8LMPRBC8NI/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076953067475673970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT16oA3o3I/AAAAAAAAAig/z8LMPRBC8NI/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My superlovely-hotandsexy-famous-people wall :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT17IA3o4I/AAAAAAAAAio/zgTsEKGleb8/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076953076065608578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT17IA3o4I/AAAAAAAAAio/zgTsEKGleb8/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My wall + blinds + bed = PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT17YA3o5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/Gu5LS01bxQI/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076953080360575890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT17YA3o5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/Gu5LS01bxQI/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's my head and a failed attempt at getting a whole shot of the junk on my bed :) I love my bed. (even though its hard as the floor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT17oA3o6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/28e-3Nx6lvQ/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076953084655543202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT17oA3o6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/28e-3Nx6lvQ/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT174A3o7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/d2w2Z2TgYXE/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076953088950510514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT174A3o7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/d2w2Z2TgYXE/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they're called spasms.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BIA3oyI/AAAAAAAAAh4/QS1JabH6HGk/s1600-h/Image155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076952079633195810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BIA3oyI/AAAAAAAAAh4/QS1JabH6HGk/s320/Image155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BYA3ozI/AAAAAAAAAiA/X1CX6bb1NsM/s1600-h/Image156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076952083928163122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BYA3ozI/AAAAAAAAAiA/X1CX6bb1NsM/s320/Image156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BYA3o0I/AAAAAAAAAiI/z7u9AO2C0xM/s1600-h/Image157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076952083928163138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BYA3o0I/AAAAAAAAAiI/z7u9AO2C0xM/s320/Image157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BoA3o1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Ak_W9Ho13qs/s1600-h/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076952088223130450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1BoA3o1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Ak_W9Ho13qs/s320/Image159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bored @ the uncle's house while they discussed nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1B4A3o2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/i-sKjDmXq-w/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076952092518097762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT1B4A3o2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/i-sKjDmXq-w/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello OBS, i miss you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YIA3otI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AIbUhaZ9-00/s1600-h/Image149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951375258559186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YIA3otI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AIbUhaZ9-00/s320/Image149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YIA3ouI/AAAAAAAAAhY/pdaJ4GA-_Lo/s1600-h/Image150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951375258559202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YIA3ouI/AAAAAAAAAhY/pdaJ4GA-_Lo/s320/Image150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951018776273586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0DYA3orI/AAAAAAAAAhA/SKx_JAxyI2w/s320/Image147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YIA3ovI/AAAAAAAAAhg/7PynznuMnVM/s1600-h/Image151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951375258559218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YIA3ovI/AAAAAAAAAhg/7PynznuMnVM/s320/Image151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; undertable shots :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YYA3owI/AAAAAAAAAho/VIgtaxPH36w/s1600-h/Image153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951379553526530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YYA3owI/AAAAAAAAAho/VIgtaxPH36w/s320/Image153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello, daddy. i love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YYA3oxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/c2QGsMFQ3QE/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951379553526546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0YYA3oxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/c2QGsMFQ3QE/s320/Image154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i wanted to bite her cheek. it's so chubby! :D the only part of her that is anyway &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0DIA3opI/AAAAAAAAAgw/m2GRCoUT4VM/s1600-h/Image136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951014481306258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0DIA3opI/AAAAAAAAAgw/m2GRCoUT4VM/s320/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0DYA3osI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aCGC1yQ22dI/s1600-h/Image148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951018776273602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0DYA3osI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aCGC1yQ22dI/s320/Image148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950572099674738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpYA3onI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7JiFlWzlEfk/s320/Image126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yes i went crazy here.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXIA3oeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FvcZm8Ha378/s1600-h/DSC04546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950258567061986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXIA3oeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FvcZm8Ha378/s320/DSC04546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXYA3ofI/AAAAAAAAAfg/T-rAmuKFTZI/s1600-h/DSC04563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950262862029298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXYA3ofI/AAAAAAAAAfg/T-rAmuKFTZI/s320/DSC04563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello world. I am here to take over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXYA3ogI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ead71UouhOQ/s1600-h/DSC04569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950262862029314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXYA3ogI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ead71UouhOQ/s320/DSC04569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXoA3oiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/bbjH5G9NfBU/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950267156996642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXoA3oiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/bbjH5G9NfBU/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way over. I like this pic:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2YA3oZI/AAAAAAAAAew/6Z6FnKKPFpA/s1600-h/DSC04521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076949695926346130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2YA3oZI/AAAAAAAAAew/6Z6FnKKPFpA/s320/DSC04521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this too. bored before dinner. bored throughout almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2YA3oaI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IHDt41sPi5M/s1600-h/DSC04522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076949695926346146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2YA3oaI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IHDt41sPi5M/s320/DSC04522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2YA3obI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7W8ArJDwxF0/s1600-h/DSC04524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076949695926346162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2YA3obI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7W8ArJDwxF0/s320/DSC04524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2oA3ocI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6yNFwZH-_5k/s1600-h/DSC04527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076949700221313474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2oA3ocI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6yNFwZH-_5k/s320/DSC04527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; negative/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2oA3odI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yjCLwf_d0Yg/s1600-h/DSC04545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076949700221313490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTy2oA3odI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yjCLwf_d0Yg/s320/DSC04545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNYA3oUI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6dCyK5-kjxU/s1600-h/DSC04514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948991551709506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNYA3oUI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6dCyK5-kjxU/s320/DSC04514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNYA3oVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/q6It68hSyZA/s1600-h/DSC04515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948991551709522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNYA3oVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/q6It68hSyZA/s320/DSC04515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNoA3oWI/AAAAAAAAAeY/q5F47So7XO0/s1600-h/DSC04516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948995846676834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNoA3oWI/AAAAAAAAAeY/q5F47So7XO0/s320/DSC04516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNoA3oXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fh1dwkzV9ac/s1600-h/DSC04517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948995846676850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNoA3oXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fh1dwkzV9ac/s320/DSC04517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNoA3oYI/AAAAAAAAAeo/CM7O-Y3GpIo/s1600-h/DSC04518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948995846676866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTyNoA3oYI/AAAAAAAAAeo/CM7O-Y3GpIo/s320/DSC04518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqYA3oPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nahXfGAPkKg/s1600-h/daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948390256287986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqYA3oPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nahXfGAPkKg/s320/daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my drawing. its nice okay D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqYA3oQI/AAAAAAAAAdo/N-09woHZaAI/s1600-h/DSC04510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948390256288002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqYA3oQI/AAAAAAAAAdo/N-09woHZaAI/s320/DSC04510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqoA3oRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9W_TlLV82ug/s1600-h/DSC04511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948394551255314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqoA3oRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9W_TlLV82ug/s320/DSC04511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqoA3oSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XHMy3LnnRIY/s1600-h/DSC04512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948394551255330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqoA3oSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XHMy3LnnRIY/s320/DSC04512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grr limelight stealer! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqoA3oTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/exVj4XTNxmM/s1600-h/DSC04513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076948394551255346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTxqoA3oTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/exVj4XTNxmM/s320/DSC04513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whatever, man! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950267156996626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzXoA3ohI/AAAAAAAAAfw/HUqQ7vLFWyI/s320/DSC04672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I spell W-O-W! :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpIA3ojI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mhPnxGNpaB4/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950567804707378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpIA3ojI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mhPnxGNpaB4/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bleh. airport day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpIA3okI/AAAAAAAAAgI/oCGPDZKB82A/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950567804707394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpIA3okI/AAAAAAAAAgI/oCGPDZKB82A/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its a new day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076951014481306242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT0DIA3ooI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1APjKQKKFc8/s320/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpYA3olI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/JS4utoldH7w/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950572099674706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpYA3olI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/JS4utoldH7w/s320/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pucker up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpYA3omI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bN_cGaqzUzY/s1600-h/Image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076950572099674722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnTzpYA3omI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bN_cGaqzUzY/s320/Image132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAY END! I bet you all loved the pictures :) haha it livens up the blog okay! ENJOY :) love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so now you're over it, i always knew you weren't worth my trouble.&lt;br /&gt;but tell me, 27th May, 11.30/12. what was all that for?&lt;br /&gt;your idea of a sick twisted game we're playing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2782743748323973256?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2782743748323973256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2782743748323973256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2782743748323973256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2782743748323973256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/make-you-feel-like-im-someone-else.html' title='make you feel like i&apos;m someone else.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnT16oA3o3I/AAAAAAAAAig/z8LMPRBC8NI/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4522884609335394907</id><published>2007-06-15T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:21:54.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELON IS UGLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HULLOW! :) &lt;strong&gt;Jolene&lt;/strong&gt; is here to blog! he he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today woke up and went down to Bugis Library to study with Hohoho! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I studied lah! A little. Humanities = Shit. D: stupid stupid JCTs. Gofugyourself! ): Anyway, Lynn came after that and she CHEAT MY FEELINGS. She looked hot, by the way. Krrh eats like a pig but never gets fat. DIE, LYNN, DIE! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway yes went for Aspen after that. I love tuition, honestly. Mrs. Tan is the coolest! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did surds, indices &amp; log. Think we did quite okay. Just needa revise HAWHAW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway lessons were damn long today. D: But had fun LAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, wheeeeeeeee :) i dunno what i'm writing. OH YES. I got locked out of my house today. FOR A LONG TIME. No one was home when I got home, at around 6-ish? and I only got into my house at 8.30-ish. D: Walked some shit and everywhere was closed so I re-did the Surds/Indices/Log questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PICTCHAZZSX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076303986248097938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKnlIA3oJI/AAAAAAAAAcw/W0YSgEZd7Ew/s320/Image139.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The camwhore took this himself. and he tried to change his contact name to Delonhandsomeboy which I REFUSED. Please lah. I changed it to Delon Ugly. HEH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076303986248097954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKnlIA3oKI/AAAAAAAAAc4/jWHYtD87viU/s320/Image140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKpToA3oMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WxFWALdiU20/s1600-h/Image1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076305884623642818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKpToA3oMI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WxFWALdiU20/s320/Image1432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076304750752276658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKoRoA3oLI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3P-3mDRiqpc/s320/Image1422.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hello, Love. I am Jolene and I'm everything wonderful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076305884623642834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKpToA3oNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/K-4r5g0CsZM/s320/Image010000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See, The people that agree. (Thanks Alexx! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAY, Man i wanna go for tennis tmr. But I dunno :/ BLEH. I am disconnected from the world. Some holiday D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076305888918610146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKpT4A3oOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/yLZLrrVT1cc/s320/Room_123_X_by_hakanphotography.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You leave me in the state of no-return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4522884609335394907?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4522884609335394907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4522884609335394907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4522884609335394907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4522884609335394907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/delon-is-ugly.html' title='DELON IS UGLY!'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnKnlIA3oJI/AAAAAAAAAcw/W0YSgEZd7Ew/s72-c/Image139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6099991716582602255</id><published>2007-06-15T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:32:15.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMWHORE POST :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 0800hrs today and left Mag's house. Met with Lynno opp school then left for airport. Ate Sakae Sushi and then studied at Coffee Bean. :/ Can't say it was vair productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH2Z4A3nZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AdeCsVNQc3w/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076109179416452498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH2Z4A3nZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AdeCsVNQc3w/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076109179416452530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH2Z4A3nbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/C78zw-btth8/s320/Image0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Toilet shots. Lynn took the longest time doing her hair in the toilet. Tried taking spastic self shots but couldn't cos of the poses we wanted to do D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SELF-TAKEN SUPER OBNOXIOUS PHOTOS COMING YOUR WAY! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnHvtoA3nXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xAOD6f3mZc0/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076101822137474418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnHvtoA3nXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xAOD6f3mZc0/s320/Image123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LIA3neI/AAAAAAAAAXY/ZvWt1_Fdf74/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076112224548265442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LIA3neI/AAAAAAAAAXY/ZvWt1_Fdf74/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LIA3nfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lb5nYdN-7Fw/s1600-h/Image113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076112224548265458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LIA3nfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/lb5nYdN-7Fw/s320/Image113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LIA3ngI/AAAAAAAAAXo/irYBY6Bn5Ps/s1600-h/Image119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076112224548265474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LIA3ngI/AAAAAAAAAXo/irYBY6Bn5Ps/s320/Image119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LYA3nhI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sAcIuEBgBkk/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076112228843232786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LYA3nhI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sAcIuEBgBkk/s320/Image124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LYA3niI/AAAAAAAAAX4/L7TMpSGizYk/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076112228843232802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH5LYA3niI/AAAAAAAAAX4/L7TMpSGizYk/s320/Image122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey, his voice is orgasmic okay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076101817842507074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnHvtYA3nUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lqT4recGLaM/s320/Image1302.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076101817842507090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnHvtYA3nVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/28GP00ZTGHI/s320/Image1292.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{PICTURE OF THE DAY!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076109183711419842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH2aIA3ncI/AAAAAAAAAXI/lps_KKy9_is/s320/Image125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"HI, I'M LYNN" -HAWHAW i am so bril, right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076109183711419858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH2aIA3ndI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/V-CzPjJXKOo/s320/534329600l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wish things could be so simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6099991716582602255?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6099991716582602255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6099991716582602255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6099991716582602255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6099991716582602255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/camwhore-post-d.html' title='CAMWHORE POST :D'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH2Z4A3nZI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AdeCsVNQc3w/s72-c/Image046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8334319897884637923</id><published>2007-06-14T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:00:01.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i gonna do with my life? /edit</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;i slept over at Mag's house yesterday yesterday (Wed) :D thank you for the ice cream, gin&amp;tonic and lovely yummy chocolates! -drools. YUM! i want more more moreeee.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictchazxz. Because I decided I wanted to camwhore with Mag's phonee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076114569600409138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7ToA3njI/AAAAAAAAAYA/n_WWpTMl2oA/s320/DSC01398.JPG" border="0" /&gt; you lousy PCK woman! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7T4A3nkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Hehs-Ydbh0c/s1600-h/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076114573895376450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7T4A3nkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Hehs-Ydbh0c/s320/DSC01399.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Mag's mum wrote this. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7UIA3nmI/AAAAAAAAAYY/zceW4Ckt81Y/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076114578190343778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7UIA3nmI/AAAAAAAAAYY/zceW4Ckt81Y/s320/DSC01403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7UYA3nnI/AAAAAAAAAYg/m-SmzUyuI1g/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076114582485311090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7UYA3nnI/AAAAAAAAAYg/m-SmzUyuI1g/s320/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i look like a freaking cheeko in this picture lah. but mag thinks she's pretty here so whatever i shall put it up. so nice(of me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9DYA3nuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5n7QbklCCbc/s1600-h/DSC01404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076116489450790626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9DYA3nuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5n7QbklCCbc/s320/DSC01404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9DoA3nvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9Rnh5KiIzQM/s1600-h/DSC01405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076116493745757938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9DoA3nvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9Rnh5KiIzQM/s320/DSC01405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9DoA3nwI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ntkQ1JHmYXo/s1600-h/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076116493745757954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9DoA3nwI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ntkQ1JHmYXo/s320/DSC01406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9D4A3nxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1XHapc8D1XM/s1600-h/DSC01412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076116498040725266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9D4A3nxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1XHapc8D1XM/s320/DSC01412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xIA3nyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3VGdLBBf7PU/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076117275429805858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xIA3nyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3VGdLBBf7PU/s320/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MASSIVE SELF INDULGING PHOTOS COMING UP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xIA3nzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/kwVtjAfyBJI/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076117275429805874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xIA3nzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/kwVtjAfyBJI/s320/DSC01407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xYA3n0I/AAAAAAAAAaI/hin4XAawAZo/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076117279724773186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xYA3n0I/AAAAAAAAAaI/hin4XAawAZo/s320/DSC01408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xYA3n1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5lkIoIC0bhA/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076117279724773202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xYA3n1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5lkIoIC0bhA/s320/DSC01414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xoA3n2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/S74pKiI0oJQ/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076117284019740514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH9xoA3n2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/S74pKiI0oJQ/s320/DSC01413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-toA3n3I/AAAAAAAAAag/OuPdJI-_WMU/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076118314811891570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-toA3n3I/AAAAAAAAAag/OuPdJI-_WMU/s320/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-toA3n4I/AAAAAAAAAao/-vp7jJc2kNA/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076118314811891586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-toA3n4I/AAAAAAAAAao/-vp7jJc2kNA/s320/DSC01421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-t4A3n5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/oesZd-01hdI/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076118319106858898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-t4A3n5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/oesZd-01hdI/s320/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-t4A3n6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/fcn4XEitYoc/s1600-h/DSC01423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076118319106858914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-t4A3n6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/fcn4XEitYoc/s320/DSC01423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-uIA3n7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/sVs3-rtr1gM/s1600-h/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076118323401826226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH-uIA3n7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/sVs3-rtr1gM/s320/DSC01424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_Y4A3n8I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Z8U43IsHUh0/s1600-h/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119057841233858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_Y4A3n8I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Z8U43IsHUh0/s320/DSC01426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZIA3n9I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4c-wNe-Bq_E/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119062136201170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZIA3n9I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4c-wNe-Bq_E/s320/DSC01427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZYA3n-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/hxT0_SIny3I/s1600-h/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119066431168482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZYA3n-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/hxT0_SIny3I/s320/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZYA3n_I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-O3g5tso1k4/s1600-h/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119066431168498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZYA3n_I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-O3g5tso1k4/s320/DSC01430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZoA3oAI/AAAAAAAAAbo/aHkuCg1d0qs/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119070726135810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH_ZoA3oAI/AAAAAAAAAbo/aHkuCg1d0qs/s320/DSC01431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIANoA3oBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vilU7TmG9LM/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119964079333394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIANoA3oBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vilU7TmG9LM/s320/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOIA3oCI/AAAAAAAAAb4/_w-9GtbPREE/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119972669268002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOIA3oCI/AAAAAAAAAb4/_w-9GtbPREE/s320/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOIA3oDI/AAAAAAAAAcA/cgZLJlqa1HA/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119972669268018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOIA3oDI/AAAAAAAAAcA/cgZLJlqa1HA/s320/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOoA3oEI/AAAAAAAAAcI/C8npHmDGCO8/s1600-h/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119981259202626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOoA3oEI/AAAAAAAAAcI/C8npHmDGCO8/s320/DSC01443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOoA3oFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I8_GKu4UVEo/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076119981259202642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnIAOoA3oFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I8_GKu4UVEo/s320/DSC01445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HOORAY! and that's why i like Mag's house :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8334319897884637923?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8334319897884637923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8334319897884637923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8334319897884637923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8334319897884637923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-am-i-gonna-do-with-my-life.html' title='what am i gonna do with my life? /edit'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RnH7ToA3njI/AAAAAAAAAYA/n_WWpTMl2oA/s72-c/DSC01398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2562101235851957976</id><published>2007-06-13T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:02:07.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for a load of nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;thank you all for the concern :)&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, since when did anyone ask me if i was okay?&lt;br /&gt;(with the exception of Alexxxx, thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;Nah, everyone's got things they would rather deal with. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. Maybe what Clayton said was right.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you do walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/EDIT!&lt;br /&gt;Okay thank you Alex, MAG! -for pictionary and talking rubbish! haha, Delon Hohoho &amp; Calvin for that pathetic tag! (only kidding) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAG JUST SAID "I'm easy what."&lt;br /&gt;-i swear on my life. you ask her. TSK MAG. no need to publicize eh ;) later someone angry.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS OBS. still. loser. only because i dont want to freaking study. Physics - eat my shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2562101235851957976?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2562101235851957976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2562101235851957976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2562101235851957976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2562101235851957976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks-for-load-of-nothing.html' title='thanks for a load of nothing'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6341359271416326965</id><published>2007-06-11T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:12:52.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not worthy of this higher being</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i give up. i fucking give up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074852764043418530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rm1_s4A3m6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/k1_c2C-Mik8/s400/blogpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yes, i'm just one of the random passers-by.&lt;br /&gt;i fade in, i'm there if you need a laugh&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not good enough to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;/em&gt;all&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&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/33161807-6341359271416326965?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6341359271416326965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6341359271416326965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6341359271416326965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6341359271416326965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-are-everything-i-want-you-are.html' title='i&apos;m not worthy of this higher being'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rm1_s4A3m6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/k1_c2C-Mik8/s72-c/blogpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-630935366775735611</id><published>2007-06-11T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:04:56.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking back sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're So Last Summer - Taking Back Sunday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;"Don't, don't let it go to your head&lt;br /&gt;Boys like you are dime a dozen&lt;br /&gt;Boys like you are dime a dozen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;"You're a touch overrated,&lt;br /&gt;You're a lush and I hate it,&lt;br /&gt;But these grass stains on my knees&lt;br /&gt;They won't mean a thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I (all I)&lt;br /&gt;Need to know (need to know)&lt;br /&gt;Is that I'm something you'll be missing&lt;br /&gt;(is that I'm something that you're missing)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that far&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never lie to you&lt;br /&gt;Unless I had to I'll do what I got to&lt;br /&gt;Unless I had to I'll do what I got to, the truth&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you could slit my throat&lt;br /&gt;And with my one last gasping breath&lt;br /&gt;I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I (all I)&lt;br /&gt;Need to know (need to know)&lt;br /&gt;Is that I'm something you'll be missing&lt;br /&gt;(is that I'm something that you're missing)&lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should hate for this)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that far&lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should hate for this)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions&lt;br /&gt;This'll be the last chance you get to drop my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;br /&gt;(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Taking Back Sunday. Ok so the song is old, but So What? haha! I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-630935366775735611?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/630935366775735611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=630935366775735611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/630935366775735611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/630935366775735611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/taking-back-sunday.html' title='taking back sunday!'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6137291683557389259</id><published>2007-06-10T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T11:15:30.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more song for the loveless /edit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 in the morning - Gwen Stefani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to find another day&lt;br /&gt;The moon got lost again last night&lt;br /&gt;But now the sun has finally had its say&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it &lt;em&gt;hurts when I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When I let it sink in&lt;br /&gt;It's all over me&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching you sleep, it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt; a lot&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You've got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp;amp; &lt;strike&gt;give you up&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till four in the morning &amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to know I'm safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want to lose the love I've found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you said that you would&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; change&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't let me down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's not fair how you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't be complete, can you give me more?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; nothing less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani is the sex. I love this song, the lyrics are wow.&lt;br /&gt;American Hi-Fi is so oldschool, and so so wonderful. I miss listening to their songs! I remember I used to play them backtoback :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074267725073193874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmtrnIA3m5I/AAAAAAAAASw/jl7PluvH40Q/s320/379266741_c811e92408.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's funny how you seem to drive me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was stupid, so very stupid, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and now i check back every once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;just to see if you've left a message, or a missed dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6137291683557389259?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6137291683557389259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6137291683557389259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6137291683557389259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6137291683557389259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/american-hi-fi-is-love.html' title='one more song for the loveless /edit'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmtrnIA3m5I/AAAAAAAAASw/jl7PluvH40Q/s72-c/379266741_c811e92408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3774045926280791072</id><published>2007-06-09T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:41:19.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's no place else.</title><content type='html'>I am annoyed because I CANNOT STUDY, again.&lt;br /&gt;and feck i never knew there was so much shit on cell structure. D: stupid bio, stupid maths, stupid EVERYTHING. and! I have red skin now. red. not even tanner skin, but red. and thanks to the curve cut of the FBTs, i have a hideous tan line! D: ugh, red skin is not love. at all. i swear, the stupid Humanities powerpoints are COMPLETE BULLSHIT. Wth am i supposed to learn from looking at PICTURES in every g'damn slide?!&lt;br /&gt;the holidays are making me a very cranky, irritated person. and now I dont even know if I'm going out tmr because even though I was the one who was ASKED, and not the one who did the asking, when I replied I got nothing back. Wow, interesting innit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bitchnaxzzs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it I shall devote tomorrow to Enzymes and Cell Structure, if I still don't get a reply. I'd be annoyed, thoroughly annoyed, mind you. But well, this world is a suckfest.&lt;br /&gt;Proteins can go suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;UGH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TKGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; D: imu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmqtnoA3m4I/AAAAAAAAASo/JRKiiw0MzOc/s1600-h/229658980_616e80fb80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074058826453851010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmqtnoA3m4I/AAAAAAAAASo/JRKiiw0MzOc/s320/229658980_616e80fb80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope dangles on a string,&lt;br /&gt;like slow spinning redemption.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3774045926280791072?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3774045926280791072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3774045926280791072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3774045926280791072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3774045926280791072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-i-wanna-do-is-find-way-back-into.html' title='there&apos;s no place else.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmqtnoA3m4I/AAAAAAAAASo/JRKiiw0MzOc/s72-c/229658980_616e80fb80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-643916570439300940</id><published>2007-06-08T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:15:11.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your new vans(:</title><content type='html'>it turns out that Lynn and I have the same Asics shoes! HAHA ZOMG. Damn funny lah. and Lynn confessed just now, she is a freak I SWEAR! :O read on:&lt;br /&gt;hello, heartache: Jolene&lt;br /&gt;just what you're worth: Spazo Lynn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hello, heartache says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I BET YOU BITE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU'RE HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just what you're worth says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;OMG SO SMART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just what you're worth says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW YOU NKOW MY SECRET?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just what you're worth says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene is cooler than me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayumm they just can't resist ;)&lt;br /&gt;and MAGDALENEY, remember what I said if you want people at church to talk to you! ;D have FUN! HEH. I will not miss you, but you will miss me. here's your shoutout: ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital Love is like super yummy. I swear Nokia was genius to use this song. HOHO. Lynn and I shall be twins next training. MSN JUST DIED ON ME! QAWIURHIH! listening to Only One makes me smile(: Everyone's so angry and angsty today. Ice cream is heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-643916570439300940?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/643916570439300940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=643916570439300940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/643916570439300940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/643916570439300940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-new-vans.html' title='your new vans(:'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5503680074973279585</id><published>2007-06-08T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:58:31.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can bite, and I will. Hard.</title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; study.&lt;br /&gt;I am just in no proper mood to do any studying. GOD, TJC: &lt;em&gt;IT'S CALLED THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DAYS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes, i know it's not X'mas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; FOR A &lt;u&gt;REASON&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for what it's worth, it's been devoted to studying.&lt;br /&gt;(Which i have accomplished say, about, 0% today! D:)&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling &lt;em&gt;irritated&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;unaccomplished&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;u&gt;friendless&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;strike&gt;loserish&lt;/strike&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sucky &lt;/span&gt;these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUTOUT:&lt;/strong&gt; Someone, please. Please, save me from this hellhole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna move. Far, far away. To England or something, Australia, WHEREVER. Away from here. From this country. Or I will turn into a monster soon. AWEAJTGIHDSAUWR!&lt;br /&gt;Mum pissed me off a whole lot today. Shan't elaborate on that, but I did lose it. ): But on the plus side, I bought new sports shoes. Which I have wanted for, forever(: Asics, don't fail me like Nike did. The over&lt;strike&gt;priced&lt;/strike&gt;rated shit. It was rather expensive though. And I feel bad now D:&lt;br /&gt;Downside again, i think my tongue's infected. And my permanent front tooth is shaky.&lt;br /&gt;Upside.. Umm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I was supposed to accomplish today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biology - Proteins, Enzymes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading Merchant Of Venice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I will probably get done today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading the chapter summaries of Merchant Of Venice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Achieve that same sense of SUCKFESTNESS which I have been getting, a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5503680074973279585?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5503680074973279585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5503680074973279585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5503680074973279585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5503680074973279585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/rawhraosif.html' title='I can bite, and I will. Hard.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1033028913558292578</id><published>2007-06-08T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:57:19.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work - Jimmy Eat World</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work - Jimmy Eat World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you only once would let me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only just one time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then be happy with the consequence&lt;br /&gt;With whatever's gonna happen tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we're not serious&lt;br /&gt;When's it ever not&lt;br /&gt;The love we make is &lt;u&gt;give and&lt;/u&gt; it's &lt;u&gt;take&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;game to play along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shouldn't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Can we take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;While we still have time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best DJs are saving&lt;br /&gt;Their slowest song for last&lt;br /&gt;When the dance is through&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;em&gt;me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Come on would it really be so bad?&lt;br /&gt;The things we think might be the same&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;u&gt;I won't fight for more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just not me to wear it on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Count on that for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't say&lt;br /&gt;Can we take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;While we still have time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You want to take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;While we still have time&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - &lt;strong&gt;We still have time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I was never wrong&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;u&gt;some blame rests on you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work and play they're never okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To mix the way we do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While we still have time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;While we still have time&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - We still have time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1033028913558292578?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1033028913558292578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1033028913558292578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1033028913558292578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1033028913558292578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/work-jimmy-eat-work.html' title='Work - Jimmy Eat World'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3176408269659768560</id><published>2007-06-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:10:10.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad case of love.</title><content type='html'>so on wednesday, when people were probably out having fun, i sat myself down and studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to say i did study quite a bit, but it's still only just the little bit. D: Screw you, JCTs ):&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Faith's house to borrow Bio and Chem, because Georgienne didn't want to lend me hers. ugh, so anyway THANKS FAITH FOR BEING A TRUEBLUE-HELP WHEN I'M IN NEED friend.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm fucking irritated right now too.)&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today NB training. I'm too freaking scared of the ball/game/people/whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;anyway my cheeks are still pink from trg, and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;after that rushed to Vivo to meet Vada, Olivia and Deannie. Watched Shrek 3, it was okay. quite funny i guess. then shopped a little, got a shirt from Zara. Broke D:&lt;br /&gt;Plans for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;Study, tuition, study, study, study.. Hmm, what else? Oh right, STUDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3176408269659768560?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3176408269659768560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3176408269659768560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3176408269659768560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3176408269659768560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-on-wednesday-when-people-were.html' title='bad case of love.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5576061982013937740</id><published>2007-06-06T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:12:33.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm all about, giving attention to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to get my hair cut. my fringe is like ABFVFGHR now okay. UGH. D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hated it, then took a 36 (i even remember the number ;)) to parkway. Found out Calvin and Yijun were there so met them for a bit. Yijun got his right ear pierced. Then they left and I met Justin for awhile, talked shit and then went to Calvin's place. Waited at Cold Storage for Ryan, Shannon and Ashley! When they finally arrived we left for Calvin's house. Chenyin, Yijun and Louise were there already! :D Hurhur and then Rachel came. They were all making fun of me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVIL BUTTCRACKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then um, nothing much lah really. Didn't do much studying, at all. Ended up watching AI. Wasn't as sad as I expected, but cried a little nonetheless. AND FOR SOME REASON ASHLEY SCREAMED AT A.. NOT SCARY PART!&lt;br /&gt;Then we did a little camwhoring before leaving. Haha SEE CALVIN we are good friends that come over to un-bore you when you can't go out! :9 Went for dinner at Crystal Jade - Porridge. Took very, very, very long to finish. Ran into Pearly who was buyg stuff for her mum. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ashley below her house, because the lazy pig didn't wanna change to get to the library! So she told me she was in sexy pjs! and GUESS WHAT. it's white with bears on it. (...) WHAT THE RUBBISH ASHLEY! haha. Anyway went up first because I was early and she was watching SABRINA! i kinda love that show okay D: hahaha. she had loads of yummy shittt in her house! :D Thanks for being a good host, Ashley! :D i like your house! and sorry for dropping the choc. I KNOW I DID.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Duplex. STUPID SHOW OK I wanted to kill the Granny. But funny lah. HAHA. Then ummm, Yijun came! haha he stood there like a zombie and watched some kids show with DEEP INTEREST on KC. HAHA! DAMN FUNNY! his eyes were like 0.0 HAHA. So anyway found out I COULD NOT study at Ashley's place so when Rachel and Charis came we went down to the lib. Found a place in the children's section and then went to eat :/ I ate porridge again okay. ;) hoho. but then stole horfun from Ashley. :0&lt;br /&gt;Came back took photos and got scolded by two different librarians for it. :9 haha BITE ME, LUZARS (quote chenyin!) haha. Er then got into OBS state, Left,left,left. Right,right,right. Forward, backward. Forward forward forward. Got scolded by librarian. and she said we were like kids. and something about a garden. we were like WTF? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else what else. Then finally sat back down. I must say I cant study without textbooks. fuck lah D: IP what IP. roar. sad-ed. then err, left for guitar. bought Old Chang Kee. Squid heads D: Sorry, Nanny. )): Haha. Then went and then came back, tadah end of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3miI/AAAAAAAAAP4/i7rqCLeb3fI/s1600-h/290987123l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072749089061837346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3miI/AAAAAAAAAP4/i7rqCLeb3fI/s320/290987123l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i cut my hair. my lovely lovely NO LONGER THERE THANKS TO THAT &lt;a href="mailto:!$@%"&gt;!$@%&lt;/a&gt; HAIRCUTTER UGH! FRINGE D: I miss you, grow back soon okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3mgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vBZ_0XvJDho/s1600-h/CHENYIN-0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072749089061837314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3mgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vBZ_0XvJDho/s320/CHENYIN-0751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Ashleley! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3mhI/AAAAAAAAAPw/mM89ZYvRIJk/s1600-h/DSC01044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072749089061837330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3mhI/AAAAAAAAAPw/mM89ZYvRIJk/s320/DSC01044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARHAR. look at RACHEL! haha Quadrapop somemore lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH1YA3mkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TYMrWAuMRlc/s1600-h/DSC01043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072750643839998530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH1YA3mkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TYMrWAuMRlc/s320/DSC01043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one &lt;em&gt;lagi&lt;/em&gt; best. we all look demented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMioA3mpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Z2Ue-AAnx7w/s1600-h/RIMG0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072755819275590290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMioA3mpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Z2Ue-AAnx7w/s320/RIMG0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host at her house. Please look at her SUPPOSEDLY SEXY PJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH1oA3mlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2YiAL3ORCF4/s1600-h/RIMG0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072750648134965842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH1oA3mlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2YiAL3ORCF4/s320/RIMG0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti clockwise from Bottom left: Yijun (pimp), Charis, Rachel, Ashley and I in the libBERRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH2IA3mnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/deI11y9GmE8/s1600-h/RIMG0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072750656724900466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH2IA3mnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/deI11y9GmE8/s320/RIMG0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH14A3mmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9kc9ssPZio0/s1600-h/RIMG0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072750652429933154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH14A3mmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9kc9ssPZio0/s320/RIMG0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene feels loved! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH2YA3moI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zN3sZYQ7pQM/s1600-h/RIMG0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072750661019867778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYH2YA3moI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zN3sZYQ7pQM/s320/RIMG0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen of the penguins on my right! :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMi4A3mqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Z2IBCe8Oy_A/s1600-h/RIMG0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072755823570557602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMi4A3mqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Z2IBCe8Oy_A/s320/RIMG0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polo shirts are love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMjIA3mrI/AAAAAAAAARA/89CdT6ruJS8/s1600-h/RIMG0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072755827865524914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMjIA3mrI/AAAAAAAAARA/89CdT6ruJS8/s320/RIMG0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley puffy fishball! haha :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMjYA3msI/AAAAAAAAARI/V7FCfpx1ut4/s1600-h/RIMG0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072755832160492226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMjYA3msI/AAAAAAAAARI/V7FCfpx1ut4/s320/RIMG0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo, all FAKE ALL POSEUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMjoA3mtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Vl8kZ35S_XI/s1600-h/RIMG0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072755836455459538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYMjoA3mtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Vl8kZ35S_XI/s320/RIMG0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girlfs. Charis extra LORZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOtoA3muI/AAAAAAAAARY/GHg0cPGay7g/s1600-h/RIMG0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072758207277406946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOtoA3muI/AAAAAAAAARY/GHg0cPGay7g/s320/RIMG0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yijun, Charis, Rachel. CAMWHORES! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOtoA3mvI/AAAAAAAAARg/vlWPCD0gQq8/s1600-h/RIMG0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072758207277406962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOtoA3mvI/AAAAAAAAARg/vlWPCD0gQq8/s320/RIMG0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again. IF i have failed to emphasize that they are camwhores- THEY ARE CAMWHORES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOt4A3mwI/AAAAAAAAARo/wszxnStod-Y/s1600-h/RIMG0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072758211572374274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOt4A3mwI/AAAAAAAAARo/wszxnStod-Y/s320/RIMG0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i had a little steal the limelight moment too. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOuIA3mxI/AAAAAAAAARw/Gs1BII8LkkQ/s1600-h/RIMG0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072758215867341586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOuIA3mxI/AAAAAAAAARw/Gs1BII8LkkQ/s320/RIMG0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unglam, Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOuYA3myI/AAAAAAAAAR4/nbkD3oDotGc/s1600-h/RIMG0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072758220162308898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYOuYA3myI/AAAAAAAAAR4/nbkD3oDotGc/s320/RIMG0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eck? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWIA3m0I/AAAAAAAAASI/29HAMKaCXt8/s1600-h/RIMG0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072760002573736770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWIA3m0I/AAAAAAAAASI/29HAMKaCXt8/s320/RIMG0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last shot before we got scolded and threatened. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWYA3m1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/2Ui4NCWtQg0/s1600-h/RIMG0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072760006868704082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWYA3m1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/2Ui4NCWtQg0/s320/RIMG0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look damn cute in this picture! that's a chair that's flipped over bytheway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWoA3m2I/AAAAAAAAASY/I-a1qbgJJFo/s1600-h/RIMG0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072760011163671394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWoA3m2I/AAAAAAAAASY/I-a1qbgJJFo/s320/RIMG0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what rubbish they doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWoA3m3I/AAAAAAAAASg/wMufdgD0hXg/s1600-h/RIMG0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072760011163671410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQWoA3m3I/AAAAAAAAASg/wMufdgD0hXg/s320/RIMG0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel's masterpiece and me at the back TRYING TO STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQV4A3mzI/AAAAAAAAASA/34kOFoYWVvU/s1600-h/RIMG0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072759998278769458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYQV4A3mzI/AAAAAAAAASA/34kOFoYWVvU/s320/RIMG0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and trini during guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more(: I dunno what i'm doing today, though. HOPEFULLY studying, maybe with mel? I dunnno. I need to get textbooks from people who are already over the exams. and PRONTO. ESP for Science D: i need to study, ahh. D: and I need to buy Merchant Of Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGbIA3mjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HTNHGF1o9vs/s1600-h/325931156_fcf080cdde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072749093356804658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGbIA3mjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HTNHGF1o9vs/s320/325931156_fcf080cdde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so hold my hand and tell me again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;that you'll be there for me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;that you'll wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5576061982013937740?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5576061982013937740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5576061982013937740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5576061982013937740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5576061982013937740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-all-about-giving-attention-to-you.html' title='i&apos;m all about, giving attention to you.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmYGa4A3miI/AAAAAAAAAP4/i7rqCLeb3fI/s72-c/290987123l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3037180358691229570</id><published>2007-06-02T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:49:41.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're just the best i ever had.</title><content type='html'>still tired from &lt;strong&gt;OBS&lt;/strong&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;and today when i woke up in my own bed, something felt missing. It's only the next day and I miss OBS already. I miss morning PTs and cheering, miss waking up and rushing to the toilet in order to make it in time fr 0555hrs and miss the lame jokes and fun times!&lt;br /&gt;KRRH i was a little zonked out today. Didn't even feel like shopping :/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, woke up lateee today. I hate my bed I want a more comfy one. Haha the whiney brat is back? Oh no. My maid is leaving next Sunday. Which means I have to do my own housework? :/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I bought $20 worth of socks today. Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Light Blue, Purple &amp; Violet. (: Damn pretty! So colourful. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;And Daddy gave me $10 today, because he dared me to put the Old Chang Kee bag around my earlobe and walk around Bugis. I did. He played cheat and he didn't wanna give me my money but he did in the end :D EZ $$$. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it be the third time in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;In my mind, I already know how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's not so bad, you're just the best i ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3037180358691229570?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3037180358691229570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3037180358691229570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3037180358691229570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3037180358691229570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/youre-just-best-i-ever-had.html' title='you&apos;re just the best i ever had.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7578621342945318169</id><published>2007-06-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:14:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am flawed, but i am cleaning up so well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBS :D&lt;/strong&gt; bear with me, this is a helluva long post. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBS&lt;/strong&gt; was an experience definitely worth remembering, and will probably stay remembered due to excessive itchiness caused by sandfrickinflies! D: not the point but ANYWAY! Really really stretched our limits, had all our comforts RIPPED away from us, neared the brink of exhaustion, lingered on the temptation of giving up, but made it to the end in time (: MARSHALL, YOU &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ROCK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;So, i'm gonna do something this blog hasn't seen in a long while - A day by day recount :D&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, before anything, here are the shoutouts to my MARSH-IANS! (Martians!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHENYIN!&lt;/strong&gt; - my everything partner! the tan sister, kayaking, trekking, backpack-ing, climbing, bunking, eating, cussing (LAWL), SINGING! (out of tune please), forgetting (our bags AND THE DORM KEY!) partner! :DD I'm gonna miss yoooou. HEH, Humpty Dumpty, yoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel!&lt;/strong&gt; - Aunty ah! Don't be jealous cos you didn't wear your contacts! HAHA, bunkmate and singing friend who walks too fast! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terry!&lt;/strong&gt; - Siao! HAHA SUPER SLOW PLEASE. Bowling for soup is looveee. :D Bunkmate and singing partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wee Teck DARREN!&lt;/strong&gt; - HAHAHA ZOMG DAMN FUNNY, thanks for all the rubbish and nonsense. Haha and making me get out of bed at night to pass you digestive biscuits! TSK! hahaha funfunfun :D not sad any more eh! FINALLY SEE COUGHDCOUGH already eh! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREDDD!&lt;/strong&gt; - Freddie the frog! Hahaha! thanks for asking me to sit down and talk! :D haha thank you for the beef thingies that no one else liked, but i enjoyed immensely! haha "DELICIOUS" HAHAHA. Sorry we didn't get to partner up in the end D: another time perhaps! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanle/Jingli! &lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha didn't know you at first, but you guys were pretty cool! Hanle thanks for all the time checks! Jingli, MY MEDIC! hahaha thanks for the counterpain (WAH SHIOK!) and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chin Hwee!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thanks for the help with the equipment and for being nice and stuff! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geraldine/Trinda!&lt;/strong&gt; - Nice work guys! thanks for all the help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denie/Dong Ying/Jonathan!&lt;/strong&gt; - powerrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last but DEF. not least, &lt;strong&gt;Clayton!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - our BEST lame, act cute, TOO OLD :9, cheeeem, communist, ah-maih-zing, cheenana, fun, awesome instructor! Thanks for patience and everything, even though you won't read this you better remember us!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO MARSHALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay, so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 1!:&lt;/span&gt; Everyone met in school with what we thought were heavyass backpacks, waited for the bus, got assigned our groups - Marshall! for me. :D Although our watch +Munshi was a little boring, we still had fun I guess ;D Anyway met our instructors for the first time. Clayton made fun of my EZ link. HORRIBLE OLD MAN. Surrendered our sweet precious phones and wallets and such. JJ was still there at that time, but he fell sick and went home! D: hope you're feeling better! and shannon and melvin and whoever's still sick! saw our bunks, basically not as bad as i expected, overall rather good actually. saw the 2l bottles we were supposed to drink from. !$@# dirrrrty! ZOMGS. did trust falls, pretty freaky for me, at first, heh. Then did a little belaying and stuff. basics, basically. LOL okay too lame. D: lunch dinner everything provided. food was so-so. but edible anyways. had to wash our dishes after eating, which turned out to be grrr. felt like it was a prison camp, but only joking ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 2!:&lt;/span&gt; Did Kayaking for the first time in OBS. we practised paddling and stuff. and capsize drills. the first time me and CHENYIN did it, my foot kinda got stuck in the kayak so took awhile. But quite fun apart from salt water in my contact lens-ed eyes! haha spotted the first jelly fish. Then we started to notice JELLYFISH all over the place! instructor kept grabbing them by the head and throwing them away like it was some game. we were all dead scared we'd get stung! HAHAHA. Then climbed the inverse towerrrr. Scary okay. honestly. GRR i hate heights. Then me and chenyin (AGAIN!) came up with the tan1234 thing, AHAH. Then I lost my pretty red clip D: the tower was scary, shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 3!:&lt;/span&gt; Our sea expedition! First, packed all our stupid bags and trekked only about 1.5km to camp 2 from camp 1. HEAVY! we packed 2 people's belongings into one bag to share the load. mistake #1. PAINFUL, HEAVY, TORTUREEE. carried tents and our bottles and whathaveyou. my shoulders felt like they were about to break. D: D: D: Then reached camp 2 rather fast, put down all our stuff, got into wet attire and went for a briefing. With Munshi too. Instructors decided to get us into Triyaks since we were taking a different route and the lesser the kayaks, the better. So me, chenyin and darren were in one! haha, started off okay, ate oreossss and slacked. Then it started to get tough. We turned into the river mouth and went into a SWAMP. Were told that snakes could be found and we were (well I was) shitass scared! :O Paddled paddled paddled and finally reached the &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;MUD BARN&lt;/span&gt;!(brown because, duh, mud is brown!) Only Marshall and Munshi took this route, and we had to get REALLYY dirty, in mud and swampy waters! Saw Sarena get out, her shoe got stuck and we all tightened our laces. Our triyak was the second one to get pushed across the mud barn. it was really high! taller than most of us! so got off the triyak and climbed up the muddy thing as fast as possible, and whacked both my shins on the edge. i've got the blueblacks to prove it. and the muddy clothes &gt;;D hahaha shoes became horribly heavy and wet and MUDDY. we were scared we were gonna be stuck and that we would have to drag our kayaks through MUD and do mudcrawls and stuff if we took too long, was hot and unbearable but finally everyone got over. water was about one paddle (just the plastic part)'s depth. scary. D: Finally got out of the mouth of the river at EXACTLY 3, which was the time we HAD TO BE OUT. BAIK MARSHALL! and the navigators and sea ex leaders - THUMBS UP! :D we were all happy and started slacking, and then we found out that we had A. LONG. WAY. TO. GO. wanted to die there. had practically no more energy for the rest of the trip. kayak-ed till our arms were so sore, we couldn't move properly. FINALLY reached camp 2 again! HURRAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TOTAL DISTANCE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;~12KM&lt;/span&gt;! Started at about 10, reached at 6. +breaks and such. Soliddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had to pee REALLY REALLY BADLY but Clay REFUSED to let me and rachel! then he made us grab our life jackets and all after cleaning up and we did &lt;strong&gt;JETTY JUMPING&lt;/strong&gt;. it was, fun. nothing else. okay there was the ever present fear element, but it was cool i tell you! the feeling of freefalling before hitting the water. a thrill worth all the salt water my nose took in. hahaha! everyone was tired, but content. (: that night we cooked our own food. got pissed at some 'holes who didn't have any integrity or morality, but whatever. values are something not everyone has. some cooked food, while others pitched the tents. thanks Ashraf for the help with the tent! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 4!:&lt;/span&gt; my shoulders hurt like @#$! the MOMENT i sat up in the FRICKIN HOT TENT. D: lots of counterpain was used that day. SHIOK i tell you, heat is pain and pain is pleasure. more pleasure than pain of the BACKPACK any day! hahaha. so, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LAND EXP&lt;/span&gt;. had to repack all our backpacks to ensure safety of our backs. started off with morning PT (which we had everyday i forgot to mention- at FIVE FIFTY FIVE, I.E. &lt;strong&gt;0555hrs&lt;/strong&gt;!) Clay scared us with "SEVEN ROUNDS AROUND CAMP 2!" Then he told us to jog on the spot and turn left and right seven times, and "congrats, you just ran your seven rounds." hahaha retarded but clever at the same time :D started the trek. carried two tents a groundsheet and stuff lah. Me and Chenyin sang SPASTIC-LY throughout the whole thing! it helps, honestly! hahaha. Terry and Rachel sang too LOR. haha, we are cool, yo. and Clayton couldn't keep up with our songs man! hahah. sat down at a pavillion to eat, where he ate instant noodles(which we didnt have) in front of us. evil buttock. hahaha then continued the rest. tiring and all. then we had 29 minutes to get back to camp 1. or sleep in tents. we went the wrong way TWICE and still made it down from the beacon to camp 1, in 26 MINUTES! GO MARSHALL! WOOOH! SO RELIEVED AFTER THAT, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Total distance:&lt;/span&gt; ABOUT 10KM! AWESOMEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha met Yijun and Calvin and Xuanzheng outside the guys toilet, they just finished kayaking. bitched ;D hahaha. alot of whiney idiots on the thing seriously, and people with no BALLZXZX. cool anyway. then went for dinner and put our bags by the trg pool. Haha then me and chenyin skipped back from dining hall, completely forgetting our bags to our dorm. By the way, our dorm is like A LONG LONG way away, up and down a hill i tell you. the furthest! D: haha then halfway we were like "where the hell are our bags?!" and we had to go back to take them. HAHA WTH. we were cussing at everything, for fun because we were almost dead after the trek :9 hahaha love i tell you. batheddddd and me and lynn became clothes twins - BY SHEER COINCIDENCE. hahaha. then had to clean up. did the waterbottles. and got help too :D haha felt great once we were done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/span&gt; washed packed up and everything. bought shirts, paid for lost equipment and got on the boat home. home, sweet, home. moment we got back huge group of us went to Macs. ASHRAF LOST HIS VOICE AND FOUND MICKEY MOUSE'S HIGH PITCHED ONE. HI.LA.RIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;*Deepbreath* Charis, Ashley, Rachel, Lynn, Taufiq, James, Ryan, Justin, Darren, Yijun, Calvin, Ashraf, Louise, Mag, Caleb, Limeng, Denie and Xuanzheng. Hahaha, had shakerfries and a McChicken. LOVE I TELL YOU. haha fricken hungry that time. wauh. then mag gave me a lift back. fell asleep at about 6ish? haha. woke up cos my mum lah! @$@$ grrr i wanted to sleep more. haha. but anyway it gave me time to blog so :D not many pics cos nothing to camwhore with anyway! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmBNSEXCWbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/efdbb4Q3waw/s1600-h/CHENYIN-0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071138153222527410" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmBNSEXCWbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/efdbb4Q3waw/s400/CHENYIN-0695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only after we got our phones back ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmBNSUXCWcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/xlwlboFH5Pc/s1600-h/CHENYIN-0696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071138157517494722" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmBNSUXCWcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/xlwlboFH5Pc/s400/CHENYIN-0696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our big OBS white polos! $18 is not cheap lorz! hahaa. different FBTs all! :D I LOVE YOU GUYS :D&lt;br /&gt;goodbye OBS style torture/fun. hello pure mugging pain. D: JCTs CAN SUCK BLOODY BALLSZ!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7578621342945318169?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7578621342945318169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7578621342945318169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7578621342945318169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7578621342945318169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-flawed-but-i-am-cleaning-up-so.html' title='i am flawed, but i am cleaning up so well'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RmBNSEXCWbI/AAAAAAAAAPY/efdbb4Q3waw/s72-c/CHENYIN-0695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5837954145845833952</id><published>2007-05-26T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:50:24.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S VULGAR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE GONNA COMMENT ABOUT HOW RUDE I AM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed D:&lt;br /&gt;Vada and Deannie cancelled, after I stepped out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm dressed and people don't answer the phone. Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to fucking watch Pirates today. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE ASK ME OUT, FOR FUCK'S SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;OBS on Monday. And I'm definitely not waiting for after OBS to catch POC.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly got in trouble with Mum yesterday but she wasn't angry, luckily.&lt;br /&gt;And i thought that I wouldn't be able to go out today and was worried! But WHATEVER NOW MAN. D:&lt;br /&gt;and I'm watching this rather fucked up show on Cartoon Network, and the monster is DISGUSTING AND HIDEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;saprfaifnolasignlsglsgnboi4wnvlN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5837954145845833952?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5837954145845833952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5837954145845833952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5837954145845833952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5837954145845833952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/shes-best.html' title='She&apos;s the best.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8977847607207310617</id><published>2007-05-23T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T20:05:07.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the one, i thought would always be there.</title><content type='html'>don't do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;what i saw affected me more than you could ever know.&lt;br /&gt;it's not fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8977847607207310617?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8977847607207310617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8977847607207310617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8977847607207310617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8977847607207310617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-one-i-thought-would-always-be-there.html' title='to the one, i thought would always be there.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-300358048719012572</id><published>2007-05-22T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:44:14.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's something in the way, you look at me.</title><content type='html'>so i'm trying to finish my drawing of Michelle! (: i think it's awesome, even though some of the people i've shown it to say it's lousy. CHUMING said it was nice! and you know how htp chuming is right! :DD GO ME!&lt;br /&gt;k i just came back from guitarrr. been playing wrongly and my wrist hurts! nevermind, corrections can be made :D&lt;br /&gt;i was in a fairly okay mood just now, but i've found out stuff that pissed me off. Hurr. @!#$ you!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today elective was rather slack, as per usual. After that, instead of doing Bio, i fooled around. Got scolded by the stupid old librarian for sitting slanted across a chair on Mag's back with my feet on the wall :X he's retarded i swear. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;and then, nicholas came over and spoke to us in the Miss Nansi voice. HAHA. and then, he performed for us. Tongue Karate!! ;DD haha damn funny he poked his tongue through the subway wrapper. hahah different number of pieces everytime. and he looked constipated. i laughed pretty loudly. ohOH and saw eyecandy in the library! ;999&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to Mag's house with *deep breath* chenyin, justina, louise, mag(duh), edwin, ben, jj! it rained. so they decided to cabbb. and we were in the cab when suddenly there was a DAMNASSLOUD clap of thunder, and like shocked me out of my wits. and then all the traffic lights stopped working! SO FREAKY! then went over to her place and watched My MVP Valentine (again!)&lt;br /&gt;Gao Xing = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ZOMFG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TOTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SEX.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. :9&lt;br /&gt;woowsie. anyanyway. then left because tuition started at 5. then i walked out with the rest and already reached tanah merah from mag's plce, when i realized i FORGOT MY PHONE! geez, dumb much! hahaha. then WALKED ALL THE WAY BACK TO TAKE IT, and rushed home. stupid bus 42 driver is a retard. seriously such an ass lah pls. krrh then i was late for tuition. and nearly dozed off. haha :9 then went for guitar. yep. and&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVENT DONE BIO! D:&lt;br /&gt;krrh kill me now. i swear people are really starting to piss me off D:&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for Midsummer Night's Dream! Go Nicholas! flowers for you! haha we should dress up and not be lousy poks in school uni! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ive had enough of this. stop being such a fickle person! go ahead and get close to other girls if you want, just dont come crawling back to me to tell me how much you want this to work. and you, stop going all emotional on me. god what is wrong with the world nowadays. i have no mood for all this shit okay. grh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-300358048719012572?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/300358048719012572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=300358048719012572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/300358048719012572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/300358048719012572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-something-in-way-you-look-at-me.html' title='there&apos;s something in the way, you look at me.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7069337078595064349</id><published>2007-05-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:19:41.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with each and every word that passes by;</title><content type='html'>i don't know why i've been so screwed up recently D: i hate feeling like this, honestly i do. but some part of me wallows in this self pity. attention seeking - i know, but i feel better like this sometimes, in some sick twisted way. i guess it's my way of getting the attention i need, from &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in another unrelated matter, i wonder why i can't seem to forge that bond i see in close friends everywhere with anyone, anyone at all. D:&lt;br /&gt;OK EMO&lt;strike&gt;FUCK&lt;/strike&gt;SHIT OVER.&lt;br /&gt;i miss tkgs.&lt;br /&gt;haha, electives are freaking boring D: and i don't do work. i better start, damn i'm such a slacker. ugh ):&lt;br /&gt;anyway today after school went with mum to make IC. it rained before that though. so anyway surprisingly it was a VERY VERY short wait. seriously. like 5 minutes after we stepped in our number buzzed. and another 5 to finish up the stuff and tadah. collection another day though. troublesome shitzx.&lt;br /&gt;hurr then mum had to do her face thingy. so walked around Borders waiting for her. made her buy me two books in the end ;D haha i'm already done with one. pretty interesting trash read. haha. then walked over to isetan where everything was closed cos of the private sale (WHICH I WANTED TO GO FOR BUT MUM SAID NO TO). D: then went on to tangs.&lt;br /&gt;the lingerie section's main fitting room is like, the love. seriously it's soo hotttt. the mannequin in the centre of the main walk in is like phwoar. and the decor is lovely. haha spent more time than usual in the room cos it was pretty and the seat thingy was wow. aha bought something else then left after getting fruits. cherries, some weird disgusting fruit and um um mangosteen. yep. then went for dinner. brought tommy bear along :DD left it in the car though cos i didn't want it to smell bad.&lt;br /&gt;yep and thank you for the bear (: if i haven't thanked you enough! haha ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7069337078595064349?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7069337078595064349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7069337078595064349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7069337078595064349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7069337078595064349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/with-each-and-every-word-that-passes-by.html' title='with each and every word that passes by;'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3286700717729370257</id><published>2007-05-15T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:23:36.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time can be nothing but a memory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064668595854055426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RklRQRD1GAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AGKvEGFsCJA/s400/qrch1c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes you look around you, and it hits you that there aren't really many people who really care. even if the person could be spending a lot of time with you, or talking to you a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of the people who say they'll always be there for you when you're unhappy, or say that they've found a good friend that they can trust in you, are those who will stab you in the back at your lowest, and bitch about you like there's no tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i look back, say a few months back, and i wonder - how did everything come to this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if you did nothing, some people find the excuse, or not an excuse at all, but rather any outlet that they can put you down to make themselves feel better, or make you feel worse about yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's no need to make anyone feel left out, even if you don't like the person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you don't ASK to be put to certain things, when you know you're just going to be a total fucktard to the person you ask for help from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i'm talking about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. the one i was oh-so-close-to at the starting of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was horrible. fought with mum, early in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she checked my bag and scolded me and got really unreasonable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she didn't want to let me go to school, and i had half a mind to just walk out in the rain and get there. loads of shouting and crying and shit, came to school with my eyes all red and swollen and crying. my eyes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; hurt now :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elective was slack. drew a person and it's quite okay lah wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then library, studied what, a while. Delon called Mag and she passed the phone to me so he could call me a pig. wth? and Chuming was retarded, he went up to me and went "Eh Jolene, how come you never talk to your boyfriend?" ... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then yeah end of day took my passport picture (like shit) and walked to interchange with Shannon. He's such an anti-cheena, seriously. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh by the way, Ashley! Hope you're feeling better. I'm really tired and I have tuition soon D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3286700717729370257?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3286700717729370257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3286700717729370257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3286700717729370257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3286700717729370257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-can-be-nothing-but-memory.html' title='time can be nothing but a memory.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RklRQRD1GAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AGKvEGFsCJA/s72-c/qrch1c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-609958221501708277</id><published>2007-05-12T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T18:59:23.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asleep, or dead?</title><content type='html'>Why do you build me up (build me up) Buttercup, baby&lt;br /&gt;Just to let me down (let me down) and mess me around&lt;br /&gt;And then worst of all (worst of all) you never call, baby&lt;br /&gt;When you say you will (say you will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I love you still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I need you (I need you) more than anyone, darlin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You know that I have from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So build me up (build me up)&lt;br /&gt;Buttercup, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;don't break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be over at ten", you told me time and again&lt;br /&gt;But you're late, I wait around and then&lt;br /&gt;I run to the door, I can't take any more&lt;br /&gt;It's not you, you let me down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, try to find&lt;br /&gt;A little time, and I'll make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home I'll be beside the phone waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my toy but I could be the boy you adore&lt;br /&gt;If you'd just let me know&lt;br /&gt;Although you're untrue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm attracted to you all the more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why do I need you so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EY BUSTED AND MCFLY ARE THE LOOVEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;todaaaay, i was bored out of my mind. mum refused to let me out!&lt;br /&gt;So i couldn't go anywhere &gt;:[ ROARRR.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had to cut my stupid hair. so i did. at jean yip. i kind of HATE THAT STUPID PLACE because they BUTCHERED my hair the last time i cut there. surprisingly, it was nice at first. then it got messy and ugly D: haha nevermind, still nice i don't care whatever you all say. cos it's me lah, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. eh thenthen, nothing lah. today argued quite a lot with mum again D: krrrh. and i have decided that i want a tongue piercing. it heals pretty fast lah so i'll probably do it during the hols or something :D yey me. i hope to anyway. :9 might chicken out. HAHA WHO KNOWS. apparently it hurts like SHIT ome people, but it's like a pinch to others. :/ Mag will kill me. :/ NOO, MOTHER! haha she had ballet today, and SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO ASK ME OVER FOR DINNER. then what happened ah womanZSX!&lt;br /&gt;well i want to go out. but sucks to be me, cos i'm grounded.&lt;br /&gt;ELECTIVES WEEK NEXT WEEK! HURRAH! But i shall be a very very good kid and STUDY! seriously. enough laughing and coughing.&lt;br /&gt;and it turns out that we have to do our lit dramatization in our term 2 groups.. :/ KRRRH I CAN'T WAIT TO GET MY TONGUE PIERCED! but i saw some really gross piercings just now. yeeeh. i miss McFly and Busted like shiieeet right now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-609958221501708277?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/609958221501708277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=609958221501708277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/609958221501708277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/609958221501708277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/asleep-or-dead.html' title='asleep, or dead?'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4525202565181143889</id><published>2007-05-11T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:15:58.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope is not in what i know.</title><content type='html'>There's always something in the way&lt;br /&gt;There's always something gettting through.&lt;br /&gt;It's not me, it's you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ignorance reads true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope is not in what i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not in me, it's in You&lt;br /&gt;It's in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all i know&lt;br /&gt;It's all i know&lt;br /&gt;It's all i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find peace when im confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I find hope when im let down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in me, in you,&lt;br /&gt;It's in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hope to lose myself for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find it in the end&lt;br /&gt;Not in me, in you.&lt;br /&gt;In You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i've become so much more of a baby these days.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the crying, the wanting, the whining - it's pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sick and tired of all this, and i wish that i could choose, because everything would be so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;i needed someone to make me feel like there's someone who cares about me, and i've found that person. but i had to do the hardest and saddest of things, and now everything's going to fall apart again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, &lt;em&gt;mr. tommy tzh&lt;/em&gt;. i wish there was another way of dealing with things. D:&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i haven't sorted everything out, but i don't want you to be sad any longer please. i wish nothing would change, but that would be one hella a selfish wish. the things you do, there's always this way where you can touch me, and FORCE me to cry! haha, that was so silly. i'm sorry, i really am. seeeee now the keyboard is wet. D: 10 years is a long time, but i know that even if it was a little bit of an exaggeration, you'd do everything you can in this time to make sure it comes true. because you promised. i trust you and i know you mean what you say. i shouldn't have sent the things i did, it was so screwed up. i'm really, truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish i felt the same way, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4525202565181143889?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4525202565181143889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4525202565181143889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4525202565181143889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4525202565181143889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/hope-is-not-in-what-i-know.html' title='hope is not in what i know.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5985183300870945263</id><published>2007-05-10T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:18:02.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be with you, yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-UxD1F-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hys3Rf0bZws/s1600-h/hello.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062958932582275042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-UxD1F-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hys3Rf0bZws/s320/hello.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yep i drew that. it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; so shut up if you don't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on little girl&lt;br /&gt;Show me what he's done to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stand up little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A broken heart can't be that bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When it's through, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate will twist the both of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on baby come on over&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm the one who wants to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I hope you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Waited on a line of greens and blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just to be the next to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build up your confidence&lt;br /&gt;So you can be on top for once&lt;br /&gt;Wake up who cares about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Little boys that &lt;strong&gt;talk too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all go down&lt;br /&gt;Your game of love was all rained out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on baby, come on over&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who wants to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I hope you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Waited on a line of greens and blues&lt;br /&gt;Just to be the next to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be alone when we can be together baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You can make my life worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I can make you start to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's through, it's through&lt;br /&gt;Fate will twist the both of you&lt;br /&gt;So come on baby come on over&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Everything was rather f-ed up today, really. physics, maths, chinese are the MIDDLE FINGER. TGIF and TGIelectives and new term! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-URD1F8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/0DSSyrmnD6I/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062958923992340418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-URD1F8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/0DSSyrmnD6I/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhore in the squeeeezy backseat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-URD1F7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Qfo7kwe8YSE/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062958923992340402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-URD1F7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Qfo7kwe8YSE/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT SEE ONE! AHA. i am a camwhore! :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-UhD1F9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/vPBgpnxCmOk/s1600-h/myscreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062958928287307730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-UhD1F9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/vPBgpnxCmOk/s320/myscreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artwork during PHYSICS. which i didn't understand! haha the small guy is gonna be mine!&lt;br /&gt;haha :9&lt;br /&gt;IS IS FINALLY OVER! ELECTIVES HERE I COME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5985183300870945263?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5985183300870945263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5985183300870945263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5985183300870945263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5985183300870945263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-be-with-you-yes.html' title='to be with you, yes.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RkM-UxD1F-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hys3Rf0bZws/s72-c/hello.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1028648330679080247</id><published>2007-05-09T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T23:40:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did the captain of the titanic cry?</title><content type='html'>Broken promises&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really mind&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time and you know it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why it is you only smile inside&lt;br /&gt;But when you break me into nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's not like I haven't tried over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid fights, wrong or right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you came with me that night&lt;br /&gt;We said forever, that you would never let me go&lt;br /&gt;But here I am again&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Know I don't wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; gotta let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the one mistake I really didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So beautiful, unmerciful&lt;br /&gt;It took me down&lt;br /&gt;Too little and too late&lt;br /&gt;See now I know your kind&lt;br /&gt;You fake it easy just to please me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's not like we haven't tried over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights, wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you came with me that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We said &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that you would never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am again&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left inside&lt;br /&gt;Know I don't wanna&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you go&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i miss you so bad i feel like breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;so many things i want to say to you, but i don't know how. i wish you were still mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This song is about to kill me! it's so awesomeee. new crush! haha.&lt;br /&gt;school was sadd-ed today. everyone was moody, hawhaw. i actually had fun in chem today.&lt;br /&gt;IS tmr. well good thing is electives are coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to mug so that my brains will be occupied (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1028648330679080247?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1028648330679080247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1028648330679080247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1028648330679080247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1028648330679080247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/did-captain-of-titanic-cry.html' title='did the captain of the titanic cry?'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5614375695605192171</id><published>2007-05-06T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:22:17.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweetest goodbye;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURE POST! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i heard a song sometime today, and i found it very apt for describing something. sad thing is, i can't remember the song i heard now. :/ so i shall have to settle for a substitute D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We never had it easy baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to work so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And everytime it feels&lt;br /&gt;like we're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;That's when it falls apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Baby I'll take my chances with you&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;I think about the mistakes I've made&lt;br /&gt;I try to change my ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Nothing's gonna change my ways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;all the little games we play&lt;br /&gt;And all the foolish things you say,cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Baby I'll take my chances with you&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm&lt;br /&gt;gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is what&lt;br /&gt;you make it&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;give it one more&lt;br /&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Cause I get turned down when you're not&lt;br /&gt;around&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;We never had it easy&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;We've both been hurt before&lt;br /&gt;(Both been hurt before)&lt;br /&gt;And only&lt;br /&gt;time will tell us if we're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to be sure, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Baby I'll take my chances with you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll take my chances with you&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. and i've developed this crush over &lt;em&gt;High School Never Ends&lt;/em&gt;. It's so so.. so. OLDSCHOOL! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha today, I finished Physics, Humans Group Project and was about to start on maths when i realised Rachel had my GSP software! DDD: then i cannot do my maths. ROAR. so now i better finish up my chinese. But damn lazy to do. ROAR. Ok some pictures. Prepare to be Spas-ified:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Birthday, after going to New York New York :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj21ABD1F4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9ZbtVxwsGG8/s1600-h/IMG_2654.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3hD1FvI/AAAAAAAAANI/On_4aVWGKEc/s1600-h/IMG_2648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061398223071287026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3hD1FvI/AAAAAAAAANI/On_4aVWGKEc/s320/IMG_2648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you all always say how unglam i am! So here's the unglamest shot i could find! HA! (LOOK AT LYNN, she was in the midst of pouting her lips! HAHAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3hD1FwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/05XMt6oUc8s/s1600-h/IMG_2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061398223071287042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3hD1FwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/05XMt6oUc8s/s320/IMG_2649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toilet shots! Ashley and I actually looking decent while the rest were peeing. We left Ryan outside! HAHA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061400563828463474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj20_xD1F3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/hIC6mSLKwKY/s320/IMG_2652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took emo shots after we came out. Ashley being the photog :DD I say it's a failed attempt, because everyone kinda looks spastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2zmhD1FxI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qt54u5vNCZ8/s1600-h/thanksashley_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061399030525138706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2zmhD1FxI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qt54u5vNCZ8/s320/thanksashley_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us giving Ashley some lovin' cos she felt sad that we didn't include her in the emo pics. She's happy now ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj21ABD1F4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9ZbtVxwsGG8/s1600-h/IMG_2654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061400568123430786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj21ABD1F4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9ZbtVxwsGG8/s320/IMG_2654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we had to do the licky pictures, even if no one else wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3BD1FsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Br3XHpl5p6I/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061398214481352386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3BD1FsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Br3XHpl5p6I/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the most beautiful present, ever ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday, Mumbo night, after tuition, me and lynn made plans with Ashley and Rachel to town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we were walking along the path just below Ashley's house, we came across a beggar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj20_xD1F2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4BZOxuefEWw/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061400563828463458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj20_xD1F2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4BZOxuefEWw/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh oops, i'm sorry that's lynn! she kinda collapsed with laughter after i dunno what we were talking about. she embarrassed me so i walked faster. HAHA SEE LYNN, still say I'm the one who's insane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3RD1FuI/AAAAAAAAANA/MQd84x6mdhg/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061398218776319714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3RD1FuI/AAAAAAAAANA/MQd84x6mdhg/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ye gadz! told you you had bangs lynn! HAHA :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3RD1FtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CQWdavmsC04/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061398218776319698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3RD1FtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CQWdavmsC04/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she said she wanted to pee. So we went to the Carlton hotel, and um, camwhored. HAHA doesn't her tongue look sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anyway! haha went to Orchard MRT, then Lynn saw the friend she was supposed to meet but couldnt contact. So in the end she just went off. Haha roar Lynn! Thenthen ate at Pepper Lunch and i hate Ngee Ann City because it sucks because the layout is weird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K then Saturday went for the briefing with Michelle. Embarrassed myself, walked to Velocity and then bought a pair of earrings. they are cute and they say "Stop" on it. I saw the earing dougie has and i wanted it but didnt get it D: then at night, felt like going out. So went to the airport with Mum and Trini. Mum pissed me off like @$)%%*^% ugh! but anyway, took pics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2zmhD1FyI/AAAAAAAAANg/2T5lE8m7Vas/s1600-h/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061399030525138722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2zmhD1FyI/AAAAAAAAANg/2T5lE8m7Vas/s320/white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FYI, I know you know who i am okay. you'd better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2zmxD1FzI/AAAAAAAAANo/42isydFo4Nc/s1600-h/Image056(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061399034820106034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2zmxD1FzI/AAAAAAAAANo/42isydFo4Nc/s320/Image056(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the lift, where we always take pictures ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2znBD1F0I/AAAAAAAAANw/cwvcMartcWQ/s1600-h/Image054(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061399039115073346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2znBD1F0I/AAAAAAAAANw/cwvcMartcWQ/s320/Image054(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2znBD1F1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XGKpXnhYfmo/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061399039115073362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2znBD1F1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/XGKpXnhYfmo/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i had my daily bout of narcissism. HAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;Came home and talked to Delon (newfriend/buttcrack/asshole/beatboxer) online. Rather long! Andand i managed to cheer him up! GO ME :D&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW IM RATHER &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PISSED&lt;/span&gt; BECAUSE I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO OUT FOR DINNER BECAUSE MY MUM SAID SO, TO CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY BECAUSE WE DIDN'T HAVE NO FREAKING DINNER ON THE DAY ITSELF. AND SO I STAYED HOME THE WHOLE DAY COMPLETING MY HOMEWORK AND NOW SHE TELLS ME WE'RE NOT GOING. FECK OKAY I'M &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNOYED&lt;/span&gt; I COULD HAVE GONE OUT TODAY, UGH!&lt;br /&gt;bah, stupid. i'm going to have pizza instead. freaking dumb. Someone cheer me up. &gt;:[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5614375695605192171?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5614375695605192171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5614375695605192171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5614375695605192171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5614375695605192171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweetest-goodbye.html' title='The sweetest goodbye;'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rj2y3hD1FvI/AAAAAAAAANI/On_4aVWGKEc/s72-c/IMG_2648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5959900019795421422</id><published>2007-05-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:17:58.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest day of my life</title><content type='html'>When you're down and troubled&lt;br /&gt;And you need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;And nothing, nothing is going right&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon I will be there&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brighten up even your darkest night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;And you know wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll come running to see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky above you&lt;br /&gt;Should turn dark and full of clouds&lt;br /&gt;And that old north wind should begin to blow&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head together&lt;br /&gt;And call my name out loud, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Soon I'll be knocking upon your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You just call out my name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you know wherever I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll come running, oh yes I will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people can be so cold&lt;br /&gt;They'll hurt you, and desert you&lt;br /&gt;And take your soul if you let them&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, but don't you let them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;And you know wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And I'll be there, yes i will,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's the 3rd of May. So much has happened, some good some bad. But everything happens for a reason, and I've come out a more mature person.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;Lynn, Ashley, Charis, Rachel&lt;/strong&gt;, Jyaan, Sarena, Chui Ying, Denie, &lt;strong&gt;MAG, Calvin&lt;/strong&gt;, Yijun, Ryan, Shannon, Louise, Chenyin, the 1D people :P, Nicole Chan, Melody, DADDY, Olivia S, Trini, Gienne, Pron, Zeng An, Sarah G, Sharan, Melissa, Darren, Amirah, Ili, VADA, Marieta, Claudia, Amanda, Lewis, Charmaine, Sharyanne, Mr Yong and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for all the birthday wishes, and to &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; for making it a truly enjoyable one. I don't know if I missed any one out but yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, draggiest day ever. However I was exceptionally happy the whole day, even through Physics, Maths, Chinese and Maths ):&lt; haha. After IS went to City Hall with Charis, Rachel, Lynn, Ashley and our very own PIMMMP, Ryan! :P Haha ate at New York New York and it is the love. The booth we sat in was love too! :DD Thank you all for spending dinnah with me! Thanks for the shirt too HAHA. Spent awhile more at the Roof Terrace, it's really quite pretty. (: Went home and got the best birthday present i have ever received. Thank you, so much. Reading the SMS + your card + looking at everything you did, I couldn't help but feel touched. (understatement of the year!) Thank you for making this birthday so awesome.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you all! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5959900019795421422?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5959900019795421422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5959900019795421422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5959900019795421422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5959900019795421422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/happiest-day-of-my-life.html' title='Happiest day of my life'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3215502959794339149</id><published>2007-05-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:46:37.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but where's your heart? EDIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Chemical Romance - I Don't Love You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe when you get back&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to find another way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When after all this time that you still owe&lt;br /&gt;You're still, the good-for-nothing I don't know&lt;br /&gt;So take your gloves and get out&lt;br /&gt;Better get out&lt;br /&gt;While you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you&lt;/span&gt; even turn to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't love you like I did, yesterday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sick and tired of all the needless beating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby when they knock you&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;It's where you oughta stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all the blood that you still owe&lt;br /&gt;Another dollar's just another blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fix your eyes and get up&lt;br /&gt;Better get up&lt;br /&gt;While you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;When you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you have the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;guts&lt;/span&gt; to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't love you like I loved you yesterday"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave school a miss on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; because of the rubbish flu that i had &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;so missed two tests, and sports day.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats BETA! Heard you guys OWNED! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;(saw the vid, they did.)&lt;br /&gt;and Congrats Denie and Mel on the 3 gold each :D&lt;br /&gt;ahh well went to see the doctor after resting for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lynn, Magdalene, Zhihao, Calvin, Denie &amp; Justin for the well wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, Labour Day hols, met Mag for a bit had lunch and lazed around her place til 4ish? calvin also backed out on me to go out with the guys, who backed out on him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go out at 3 but i got cancelled on, again. and i wasn't even shown a sincere apology. well thanks alot. in the end headed to vivo, got my Little Miss Bossy Junk Food tee. I like it. Stayed out too late and in the end got it from Mum, i'm supposedly grounded for the month. ah.&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wednesday,&lt;/span&gt; it rained, hell loads. was rather happy today though, in the morning and after school. Haha. Had talks, and we're taking a break. again. what's the use? i know you've made up your mind about breaking up, and so have i (god knows why i cant bear to for some dumb reason). so why do you drag it on? you show indifference every day, but you have all the time in the world for others. i don't want to ruin my birthday because of you. ANYWAY! haha today i told Mag about the pink Dorothy Perkins shirt I bought, during Contact time, and i saw her face like change. and Calvin's too. and then she was like "shit" and i kinda figured that they got the same thing for me for my birthday! hahaha NOT MY FAULT! :P great minds think alike though HAHA. sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after that went with Rachel, Lynn and Charis to MPL. Studied. Apparently. Rachel was supposed to study with Jeremy Tan (i think) haha and his friends and we tagged along because, we wanted to study? HAHA as iffff. K, anyway. Left after that, and I'm home now.&lt;br /&gt;I want helium balloons. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3215502959794339149?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3215502959794339149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3215502959794339149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3215502959794339149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3215502959794339149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-chemical-romance-i-dont-love-you.html' title='but where&apos;s your heart? EDIT'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3262894872729345079</id><published>2007-04-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:37:00.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the only one, i would take a shot on</title><content type='html'>The glove compartment isn't accurately named&lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows it&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm proposing a swift orderly change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm&lt;br /&gt;And all i find are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;souvenirs from better times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the gleam of your taillights fading east&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To find yourself a better life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for some legal document&lt;br /&gt;As the rain beat down on the hood&lt;br /&gt;When i stumbled upon &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pictures i tried to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how this idea was drilled into my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause it's too important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To stay the way it's been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no blame for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how our love did slowly fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide&lt;br /&gt;Lying awake at night&lt;br /&gt;There's no blame for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;how our love did slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all&lt;br /&gt;And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide&lt;br /&gt;Lying awake at night (up all night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;When i'm lying awake at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything's different now. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Mummy brought me to watch the play, &lt;em&gt;Blithe Spirit&lt;/em&gt;. Must say it was rather amusing, and very interesting to watch. Definitely worth the catch. Paid $3/50 for a rubbish sandwich there. CHEATS! &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Yep anyway, Maths test tmr! :O Help me! I hate studying ):&lt;br /&gt;After the play went over to Bugis to shop. Mummy's getting me the Dorothy Perkin's shirt that I liked and a hoodie top. Probably tomorrow or something though :/ I want it like AWNEIWNLAWINGLGKNJUS. really. Hahah. Anyway got white cropped pants today (: I think it's pretty. (and I think my legs look nice in them, so there) :P and a necklace from Diva. Haha oh and i saw retarded looking earrings at Bugis so I decided to buy them. Haha one's a.. squirrel. and the other is like um, an orange on a white background? Haha I dunno it just looked really retarded so i got it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day tmr, but we have a test. RWOAR. Eat crap! &amp;amp;Dinner tomorrow with the parents/godfamily. yum(:&lt;br /&gt;Grr I can't wait for Labour Day Hols. School should.. die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3262894872729345079?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3262894872729345079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3262894872729345079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3262894872729345079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3262894872729345079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/youre-only-one-i-would-take-shot-on.html' title='you&apos;re the only one, i would take a shot on'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6335709212576369762</id><published>2007-04-26T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:15:19.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3AM</title><content type='html'>I don't give a damn about you&lt;br /&gt;No, nothing can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;No way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm happy just to let you walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about you at night&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be alone&lt;br /&gt;It's ok&lt;br /&gt;But that was yesterday, and now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving in my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Words don't get me far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When they don't mean sh*t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling you at 3 AM and I'm,&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here right outside your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't think that my heart can take much more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of cracking up again, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Want it to be like it was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that my heart can take more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I'm going to get with you&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way this night is gonna end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that you need some time&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take to see&lt;br /&gt;That we are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;more than meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling you at 3 AM and I'm&lt;br /&gt;Standing here right outside your door&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that my heart can take much more&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of cracking up again, I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;Want it to be like it was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that my heart can take much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by Busted.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not directing anything, but this is my blog, so think what you like.&lt;br /&gt;eat shit and die.&lt;br /&gt;today was painfulllll and slowwww.&lt;br /&gt;physics = retarded = dropping as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;and i do not want to be in fresh water.&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh i don't know already okay.&lt;br /&gt;dinner later. not hungry any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your self-indulgent, useless bunch of lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6335709212576369762?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6335709212576369762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6335709212576369762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6335709212576369762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6335709212576369762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/3am.html' title='3AM'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1562481774071666504</id><published>2007-04-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:52:50.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a million questions.</title><content type='html'>you, mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to I love you?&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were worth it, I wish we make it through.&lt;br /&gt;words fail me at the most important.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we were back where we used to stand,&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand, side by side.&lt;br /&gt;because then, I could face the world knowing&lt;br /&gt;i'd always have you there with me.&lt;br /&gt;and tonight the world fell apart, and no one knew the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight – FM Static&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;All those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;All about our lives&lt;br /&gt;And when we got to New York, &lt;em&gt;everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Were not enough&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you still feel like dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Never thought not having you&lt;br /&gt;Here now &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;could hurt so much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I’ve fallen and I can’t get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are holding you holding you holding you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night that just couldn’t wait&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;And the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilt our coffees and stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you sat and told me about your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;And how not to look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When it hurts so bad sometimes not having you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I’ve fallen and I can’t get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;/u&gt; I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are holding you holding you holding you tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1562481774071666504?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1562481774071666504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1562481774071666504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1562481774071666504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1562481774071666504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/million-questions.html' title='a million questions.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8540570568392997374</id><published>2007-04-22T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:24:34.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all cause you wont listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;;Today is a winding road, that's taken me to places that I didn't want to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LONG POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well technically it's YESTERDAY. i shall post about it in TODAY form (: (RMB ITS TODAY)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we fought again, we all got pissed and we kinda took a break.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry I couldn't meet and ignored you*. wasn't vair happy LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Mag talked to me on the phone til 2, thank you. Was whining and whining and we had to wake up at 6.30! :9 Mag gave me a wakeup call.&lt;br /&gt;Walked out at 7, met Ashley at Bedok MRT and went to find Mag and went to Macs to have breakfast with the 1D people + Yijun. Haha shared a fillet with Mag, who doesn't like cheese! Aw, at least there was no taste! okay so walked to school, had to sign our names at the gate, which was rather SPASTIC as we only stayed in school for about 5 freaking minutes!&lt;br /&gt;Left for the museum :DD Walked around with Mag, Calvin &amp;amp; Benedict! Hahah did spastic things like "dance to the Indian beat". No seriously that's what it was written as, touched the fugly faces on the touch screen and played on the floor. andand took stuuuppidddd pictures that i refuse to add. hahaha. BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;anyway after the whole thing Calvin had to leave early to send his aunt to the airport! so we stayed back awhile and me and Mag got RIPPED OFF by some asshole ice cream selling uncle. you know those 1dollar icecreams you can get at Orchard. He was selling. AT 2 FREAKING DOLLARS WITHOUT TELLING US. RWOARRRRR. then like, i got lime ripple which kind of sucks. NO VERY SUCKY ACTUALLY. then went off with 1D cos Rachel Ashley and Lynn didn't want t go off? I dunno lah. Yijun and Ashley were scary?&lt;br /&gt;Went to city hall, walked around city link with Chenyin, Justina, Ben, Louise and Mag. Then Ashley, Ryan (thanks for waiting you two), Rachel, Lynn, Yijun, Michelle and Xuanzheng were coming so I went to meet them. We went to th food court to eat, actually i was fuming so i didn't really eat but i koped. sorry guys! :P then after lunch everyone started getting pissy, then Michelle left. Rachel Lynn and Ashley kept walking away so I dunno what happened but even I was starting to get pissed when I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley cheer up! Your retail therapy is scary. Smile okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;So just messed around a little went to Macs(AGAIN) and sang with Ryan while the rest were being emo! hahaha. then dunno lah. Rachel and Lynn wanted to go home and Ashley didn't wanna go to Calvin's house. So Xuangzheng, Ryan, Yijun and I waited for Mag to come! Mag bought blue and red nail polish that i have painted my fingernails with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq5NXRUN6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/U9TgPW9KQ_k/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056057170912884642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq5NXRUN6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/U9TgPW9KQ_k/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. I shall get rid of it SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yijun is spastic! He refused to let me play Quadrapop in peace! Anyway reached Calvin's house, and we watched Saw 2! Hahaha zomg freak okay so much blood. I couldn't stand the key in the eye thing. SFSUHFAWLTN. Haha but it was quite fun to be watching it with this bunch, Xuanzheng screamed too! HAHAHA, he blocked my view with the pillow at one part and went "DON'T WATCH DON'T WATCH!" hahaha so funny! Bloody but brilliant I think. Took pics with mag! :P (WHALE WHALEWHALE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq7fHRUN7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/YoMPt7VafRs/s1600-h/DSC00184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056059674878818226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq7fHRUN7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/YoMPt7VafRs/s320/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mag you're pretty in this picture! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq7uHRUN8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u-KOli7dFrs/s1600-h/DSC00185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056059932576856002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq7uHRUN8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u-KOli7dFrs/s320/DSC00185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont ask. i felt spastic too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then watched Freedom writers. Brilliant showww! Saw 3 next week! :DD Haha then i "peeked" at the guys in the toilet. :P ONLY KIDDING LAH. Went for dinner with Calvin and Mag at Simpang Bedok! :O Supper club is love! Hahaha had some funny dunno what that turned out pretty good. (: after that all go home! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;went home and nearly fell asleep at the pool. rwarrr. then yep i am up now and i have no plans again for today. anyone wants to study? :/&lt;br /&gt;thank you for 50 reasons but &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to think this through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RirNFXRUN9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/mY0o5wtC2Yg/s1600-h/455739133_2f9562dca4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056079023706486738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RirNFXRUN9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/mY0o5wtC2Yg/s320/455739133_2f9562dca4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a one way road, there's no turning back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now my post shll go back to TODAY TODAY form ((:&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - went to Mag's house in the afternoon after slacking and drawing two pictures which i shall post now because I am super proud of them as they are the most awesome shitzx ever.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056292539415672802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiuPRnRUN-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QVErOcMqkjc/s320/wished.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty eh. these are the converse shoes that i want. YELLOW is loveee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056292543710640114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiuPR3RUN_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/5IaAtDGNoG0/s320/myguitarrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this painting is the absolute sex. seriously, i love it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to Mag's about 2 plus, did a little homework. Finished 5.3 then WORD JAMMED and i was hella pissed. then it closed so everything was deleted. OR SO I THOUGHT. haha thank god for the RECOVERY (((: wheee. so anyway i fell asleep from like 4 to 6 on the floor and Mag didn't wake me up. Too busy playing solitaire and talking to ahem someone ahem* (don't cheat! :9) haha anyway, then ate dinner while watching Cow Belles. I swear its retarded but so? had 2 hot guys to look at! :PPP zomg they are like phwoarrr!&lt;br /&gt;then watched Miss Singapore Universe. Fecking ugly! and what's with the ugly stances mannn. hurrrr. then Mag attempted to get me drunk. I like gin (: drank a little, it tastes yummier than BEER any day! ((: so yes, it was yummy. then mummy came to pick me and I'm home now. my sister was screaming in her pansy little voice at my maid just now because she lost her own things. krrh. low batt. that will be all :D&lt;br /&gt;school tomr. bahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8540570568392997374?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8540570568392997374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8540570568392997374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8540570568392997374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8540570568392997374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-winding-road-thats-taken-me-to.html' title='all cause you wont listen'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Riq5NXRUN6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/U9TgPW9KQ_k/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6430638822981080927</id><published>2007-04-19T08:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:15:46.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH ANNOYANCE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054940420999882226" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="196" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RibBh9p2JfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XnHdYYe2aj4/s320/anger.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: (EDITED) BITCH POST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;fuck&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; pissed.&lt;br /&gt;and people are right, you write what you want people to see on blogs, not how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not fair. UGH what gives you the right to bitch about people this way you.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't do ANYTHING to you at all. still "act interested". &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck get your balls kicked or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I've never disliked someone for the moment so much in my entire life. i really don't know what i've done to you, any of you, seriously. i don't get why you all have to treat me like this. more's for "stick together, won't ditch each other for them". You have to exclude me in someway? I don't know but think about it, it should hurt. Hearing people say you're mean, accepting it, trying to change and ending up with everyone stepping all over you and bitching about you.. it's really not worth it, isn't it? I hate the fact that I do try my best to do anything I can to stop you all from disliking/excluding me. but today really made me think about what i can't control. True friends are really something that I don't get really often. I thought I'd found some in TA, really I did. But I guess I really don't know how I pick them. This is not some dumbfuck attempt at trying to sound emo, for the newspaper readers out there. But I really felt alone today, felt hurt, felt betrayed, felt anger, felt sadness, everything added together everytime I saw one of you. &amp;amp; talk about adding salt in the wounds. even after I mentioned quite nicely how you never could wait for me, you all went and got 3 seats together, even though there were 4. even if you didn't care, you didn't have to act that way. and please don't say i'm insensitive to others because really, what is this?&lt;br /&gt;stupid tears, wasted seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i went to the library by myself after school. tried to get onto the internet but the stupid shitass thing refused to sign me in. So i read a little IS and went back to school where I saw my fellow IS-ers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today's shoutout: Thank You, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Magdalene Ong Li Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for being there for me. I'm so sorry about all the times we fought because now, you're there for me when i need&lt;br /&gt;you, and that's really what friendship is all about. Even though we disagree and&lt;br /&gt;argue sometimes, we have lots of fun together and i want you to knw I truly do&lt;br /&gt;care for you and i'll always be there for you. I love you Mag, and thanks again. Also thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ashley and Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for rwaarring with about some stuff, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for being concerned (: and also &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denie, Justin and Zhihao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for offering words of 'wisdom' (: haha oh also to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mag's class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because they're so spastic they made me laugh so much!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway got an F for IS report ): stupid guy. after IS went to the lib a little with Mag. Calvin Yijun Ryan and Xuanzheng were there too. We sang BUSTED. they are awesome. then home-d. Met Zhihao a little cos he was being nice and being a friend and we talked about our equally horrid days. now I'm back home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6430638822981080927?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6430638822981080927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6430638822981080927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6430638822981080927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6430638822981080927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/ugh-annoyance_19.html' title='UGH ANNOYANCE.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RibBh9p2JfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XnHdYYe2aj4/s72-c/anger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4696635777036703251</id><published>2007-04-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:42:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you quite terribly</title><content type='html'>Recap! Yesterday, Monday, school was BLAH as per usual :/ ho-hum. umm umm we were having Humans lecture and apparently we weren't paying much attn to the teacher, Ryan Lee yawned really loudly, teacher got fed up and left. Then they gave us some crap ass Humans tutorial after that. Fucking waste of a stupid lesson I swear. You just dump the damnass thing on us like this and ask us to do. STUPID BUGGER. and it's COUNTED fr God's sake. GRRRWAWRH!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after school nothing much to do while the rest of the people wanted to go support the TJ Soccer guys VS Hwa Chong (I think). Um, I didn't go 'cos I didn't wanna? Haha so had this insistant nagging to pierce my tragus. So went to Parkway with Melissa! Haha shopped around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiSoDZdWXdI/AAAAAAAAALw/ljR1WKXzFQY/s1600-h/09A49QYLS_normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054349458143600082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiSoDZdWXdI/AAAAAAAAALw/ljR1WKXzFQY/s320/09A49QYLS_normal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a yummy yellow empire ruched shirt at Topshop. $39. Anyone nice around? :/ hahaha then went over to Dorothy Perkins and I saw a green shirt I liked. Then I found it in like, Nu-Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiSmF5dWXcI/AAAAAAAAALo/KjWAjUCWpOI/s1600-h/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054347302070017474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiSmF5dWXcI/AAAAAAAAALo/KjWAjUCWpOI/s320/pretty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE OKAY ZOMG. Pretty like HELL but didn't have my size (6?) $63. Anyone even nicer than nice around? I want it like baddd ): it's going on my WISHLIST. along with the Junk food Tees I saw :O I'd be IMMENSELY grateful ((:&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough advertising. Went to Marks and Spencer and got like crisps. Haha yummy rubbish okay! Rwar. Then went back to school to wait for tennis to start. Hurhur. Home after that, and felt completely hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY. Got my Haagen-Dazs icecream voucher (: Yay. Umm, nothing else? I'm not very sure. PE today, played tennis. Heh sweat more than I ever did in training. :/ Haha. Errrm. What else what else. Okay nothing. Then after school, Rachel Lynn Vivian Foo Zhixin and PEAR-ly decided that since today was B&amp;amp;J's free cone day(!), we went to Pasir Ris to get cones! :DDD Freeee. and Lynn left halfway :/ Haha and the queue wasn't THAT long. :D So now I'm home waiting for tuition and LAOSHI IS 21 MINUTES LATE! &gt;:[ Hahaha! And guitar is at 7.30 and I'm def going to be late this time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition just ending. I'm going to be late for guitar ): hahaha. i have this huge headache right now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4696635777036703251?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4696635777036703251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4696635777036703251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4696635777036703251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4696635777036703251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/recap-yesterday-monday-school-was-blah.html' title='i miss you quite terribly'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiSoDZdWXdI/AAAAAAAAALw/ljR1WKXzFQY/s72-c/09A49QYLS_normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-280368592381594136</id><published>2007-04-15T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:51:59.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany!</title><content type='html'>Zomg, today was WACKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up, got to Bugis (ON TIME!) to meet Calvin, Yijun and Ashley! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YIJUN WORE PURPLE! HAHA Barney is a dinosaur! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was finally on time and they were late okay! Haha and I saw 2 little kids being horny at the fountain. God. Future Ashley/Toy. HAHAH :DDDD Finally, the late-ers showed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we walked to Pastamania to eat! ZOMG for the 2nd time in like, a few days! Hahaha, and Mummy called and scolded me like shit so I started screaming :/ Sorry. Haha then Calvin started grinding Ashley's food thing and it looked like cheese and he wanted to put it in. SO INCONSIDERATE RIGHT? Luckily I stopped him :P HAHAHA. Then Ashley stuck out her drink and I spat ice in it. HAHAHA. THEN SHE DIDN'T KNOW AND DRANK! HAHAHA sorry! :P Hahah but it was HI-LARIOUS I SWEAR. I am not embarrassing okay you sex toy! Then we left and walked around and we kept pointing out ugly stuff and going "Something you would wear!" haha damn funny! ZOMG. And like like, then my mum called.. And raised my allowance. (((: damn cool. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh. And I'm sorry for standing you up and not going for tennis ): bleh, I feel bad! some other time k! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then umm me and Ashley tried on stuff at Topshop. Nothing nice though. Haha saw some pretty cool stuff. Then Bugis got boring and we hopped onto the MRT to Far East. (: Pierced my ear again (: And then went for MILK TEA :D Yummy. Oh and I bit Calvin 'cos he was being a zombie chewer while we were queueing for Chippy's. He said "BITE ME" so I chomped. HARHAR. I've got the unglam-est pictures of him ever. Wanna see (: haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI2sJdWXWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DDpfzHgJxoE/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053661863944281442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI2sJdWXWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DDpfzHgJxoE/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadah. very glam eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Err then, we went to Image 2001. I LOVE JUNK FOOD TEES. Anyone wants to get for me? :D I want the Apple Jacks, Cornflakes, Little Miss Bossy, Cookie Monster etc ones! Anyone feeling rich? :9 45 bucks each lah ZOMG.Haha went over to Pac Plaza where we tried on damn UNGLAM STUFF! hahaha ZOMG PICS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI39JdWXXI/AAAAAAAAALA/v5Brk8ugLEo/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053663255513685362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI39JdWXXI/AAAAAAAAALA/v5Brk8ugLEo/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Social Suicide"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry I only have unglam pics of Calvin cos hes the only retarded one that posed! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI4Q5dWXYI/AAAAAAAAALI/YVPprcFe9F4/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053663594816101762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI4Q5dWXYI/AAAAAAAAALI/YVPprcFe9F4/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore the ugly blue guy and focus on the hot cowgirl (HAT) you see in the pic :P ONLY KIDDING! Ashley was supposed to be in the pic too but that ugly fat hand stuck that shirt out @ the last minute and I couldn't take Ashley ): Got chased away because "No pictures please". HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Topshop/Man. HURHUR tried on a dress that looked pretty but ended up horrible and poofy. Hahah. Then tried on a biker jacket and got a (BLUR) picture taken! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI5KpdWXZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yL2_fTVR2WM/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053664586953547154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI5KpdWXZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yL2_fTVR2WM/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are not lesbians. HAHAHA. Damn fun today, I laughed a lot. Sex toy was RETARDED! HAHAHA We did a lot of STUPID stuff I swear. Haha krrrh, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Needless to say no hw was done. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Paul Frank. Haha saw hot angmohs today too. Umm I think that's about it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then met Justin, had a long talk. Thank you, love, for the wake-up call. For telling me all that to let me know how I can deal with things, and how you're the one to make me a better person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to those people, you know who you are. Thank you for the second chance. Charis, NO RUNNING AWAY, or I will glomp you when I catch you! HAHA :D Lynn, I KNOW YOU WANNA HUG ME ANYWAY HAHA. Denie, thanks (: CALVIN, SUICIDE? HAHAHA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no matter how f-ed up i felt today, or how many times I teared, it was one of the best I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday after school salvation with Lynn and Ashley. TUITION, made exactly the same mistakes, then we went to eat! PASTAMANIA HARHAR. I koped food :P Haha we were being spastic. Then Justin came haha and we decided TO TAKE PRINTS. Some photos though, hurhur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI7T5dWXbI/AAAAAAAAALg/MwoUlzi0VeY/s1600-h/scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053666944890592690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI7T5dWXbI/AAAAAAAAALg/MwoUlzi0VeY/s320/scene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA CUTE OKAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI7IZdWXaI/AAAAAAAAALY/M3vKCmgt5SA/s1600-h/sexylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053666747322097058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI7IZdWXaI/AAAAAAAAALY/M3vKCmgt5SA/s320/sexylove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay Cheap thrills (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm thats it? hahaha. Saturday watched Babel. WASTE OF TIME! HAHAHA SICK PERVERTED LITTLE KIDS, I SWEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay everyone's waiting anxiously for my post :DDD so i shall end and publish! (: tatata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/33161807-280368592381594136?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/280368592381594136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=280368592381594136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/280368592381594136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/280368592381594136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany!'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RiI2sJdWXWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/DDpfzHgJxoE/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3645356390833535893</id><published>2007-04-11T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:52:42.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flattery will get you everywhere (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JJ... says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur essay.. you know it&lt;br /&gt;fits the bill?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JJ... says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like&lt;br /&gt;astounded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Yay JJ rocks (((: BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JJ... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bahh who cares bout them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JJ... says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got jolene! WOOHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JJ... says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise says she loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JJ... says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say i love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HURHURHUR I KNOW, I KNOW. Thank you thank you, you guys are far too kind(: I'm the best lahdeedah. :9 Thanks to JJ for finishing it up! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One more shoutout, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Zhihao&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEVENTEENTH&lt;/span&gt; birthday and I HOPE YOU GROW TO 2.5M! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a good day, and SPEND TIME WITH YOUR PARENTS! (it is not&lt;br /&gt;weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring, but I don't know I sorta am starting to enjoy Chemistry. :P Contact time was a total waste of time. It's crap and stupid and BORING. Haha, then I stayed back in school to finish up the M&amp;amp;S work and also watched A Walk To Remember. (: Now I'm home and I realize that I've got shitloads of work to start on ): And I can't find my Aspen worksheet. DAMNIT. ))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3645356390833535893?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3645356390833535893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3645356390833535893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3645356390833535893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3645356390833535893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/flattery-will-get-you-everywhere.html' title='flattery will get you everywhere (:'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7419467357926950018</id><published>2007-04-08T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:21:17.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i'm a bitch, i'm horrible, i say and do all the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not good enough to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I apologize. Maybe you're better off without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen - Beyonce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen, to the song here in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A melody I've started b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ut can't complete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's only beginning, t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o find release&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh,the time has come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for my dreams to be heard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;nto your own, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;all cause you won't,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen, I am alone at a crossroad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I tried and tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say whats on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should have known.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, now I'm done believing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I followed the voice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you gave to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I gotta find, my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should have listened&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is someone here inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone I'd thought had died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I'm screaming out, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for my dreams to be heard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They will not be pushed aside or worse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into your own,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;all cause you won't,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'll be moving on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't, if you won't,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A melody I've started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I will complete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, now I'm done believing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I followed the voice, you think you gave to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I gotta find, my own, my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7419467357926950018?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7419467357926950018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7419467357926950018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7419467357926950018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7419467357926950018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-more.html' title='no more.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3069798761982030447</id><published>2007-04-08T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:56:37.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart is yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So yesterday met Magdalene, Ashley, Calvin, Yijun, Darren and Limeng to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate at Bedok Camp, me and Ashley had STINGRAY! :DDD stingray is the yummiest! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin came to meet us for a little while before rushing off to tuition. aw how sadddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so went over to Calvin's house. His dog is.. ginormous. Ashley is chewtoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We studied a little, they made loads of noise! Haha Calvin's house is cool :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calvin and Yijun can play the guitar well. i took pitchas too! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhix_duSxsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GhVK4rWPnLE/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050982685964682946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhix_duSxsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GhVK4rWPnLE/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they looked good playing, tbh (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhi1ENuSxtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9f9dbc2a9Xc/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050986066103944914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhi1ENuSxtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9f9dbc2a9Xc/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yijun and Ashley looked so cute doing Physics i just had to snap a picture! :D Yijun if you see this i know youre nice, youre really nice and all so don't kill me k? (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhi7DNuSxuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/phaAr5uHHOg/s1600-h/Image004(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050992645993842402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhi7DNuSxuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/phaAr5uHHOg/s320/Image004(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhi7c9uSxvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/L5dxjurvtFc/s1600-h/Image024(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050993088375473906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhi7c9uSxvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/L5dxjurvtFc/s320/Image024(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calvin admitted that I made his hoodie sexy! haha :D They almost burnt his house down I swear. :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Love Actually after that, again. It's freaking sweeeet! ANDAND KARL IS LIKE, THE SEX I SWEAR. Waoooahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha then Calvin walked us out where we took the bus back. Went home and out for dinner at HK Cafe. Easter Sunday today! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with Mummy and whatever to Suntec! :D Got my yummy Giselle Bundchen sandalsss! and going for dinner laterrrr! (: FBTs are the sex, I bought three new ones just now. ALL HAIL ME :D&lt;/div&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/33161807-3069798761982030447?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3069798761982030447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3069798761982030447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3069798761982030447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3069798761982030447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-heart-is-yours.html' title='my heart is yours'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rhix_duSxsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GhVK4rWPnLE/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6628293562845547427</id><published>2007-04-07T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:16:04.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never leave your old friends just cos you like your new ones better.</title><content type='html'>School is boring and mundane, Mr. Ho's been a right pain in the asssss. He keeps &lt;strike&gt;reminding&lt;/strike&gt;TELLING us that we're the worst batch and that we don't deserve to be in IP. Well SCREW YOU, COS WE ARE, AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so Thursday went to the Airport with Justin to study :/ The sky train smells really bad. And I painted a picture using InkArt (: Go Me. Finished up writing the stupid Chinese shit too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GOOD FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; (((((((: YAAAY. NO SCHOOL! HA!&lt;br /&gt;So met the TKG people :D Faith, Ili, Tasneem, Andik, Nani and Sharifah! :DD I MISS YOU ALL TO THE ENDS OF THE.. BED! HAHAHA. okay anyway. was late, sorry! So after that queued (really really massive queue) up to get tickets. Caught &lt;em&gt;The Number 23&lt;/em&gt;. Pretty good if you ask me. (: I didn't know Jim Carrey could act like this, always thought he was just the retarded comedian guy. :9 well you learn something new every day! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then we split up for some reason :/ &amp;amp; Ili walked around with me looking at cards and such. (yes and the shop too. HAHA) and waited with me. THANKS!(: Toys R'Us is pretty awesome too. HAHA. and today, I have no plans as yet. hopefully gonna go study later. I have to start on something, my willpower is UGH and i have tons of maths and shit to finish ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6628293562845547427?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6628293562845547427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6628293562845547427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6628293562845547427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6628293562845547427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/never-leave-your-old-friends-just-cos.html' title='never leave your old friends just cos you like your new ones better.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3362896287308874093</id><published>2007-04-03T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T17:30:46.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but you never call at all, woah.</title><content type='html'>i just got back from Parkway with Vada, Ili and Aashiiiiiiii. (Boobies grew.)&lt;br /&gt;We were unhealthy @ KFC. ): Hahah and I am dying alr, been so tired these few days. PLUS there's chinese tuition in 40 minutes, and I haven't done hw. Not that i really want to. :/ Thnk God there isn't guitar today or I'll jump down or sth. Dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;AGH I FREAKING HATE MEDIA AND SOCIETY IS. YOU STUPID BULLSHIT WHY DO WE NEED SUCH A FRIGGIN DETAILED SURVEY IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE DOING THIS FO'REAL RIGHT! pfffft. idiot teacher.&lt;br /&gt;ok so my ink desktop on the stupid tablet isn't working. I swear i freaking hate th goddamned tablet. It's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno but school is killing me right now. ): Had PE today, shotput = retarded. No offence to anyone but it's a stinkin waste of a PE lesson. And I'm rightass pissed at th stupid PDP fuck. We haven't had training in, forever? stupid bullshit. i know i should have tried for something else.&lt;br /&gt;headache omg. i hate chinese. i hate school dammit.&lt;br /&gt;maybe zhihao's got an idea going on with the whole dropping out thing. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3362896287308874093?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3362896287308874093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3362896287308874093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3362896287308874093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3362896287308874093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/04/but-you-never-call-at-all-woah.html' title='but you never call at all, woah.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-487542694751692760</id><published>2007-03-31T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:28:53.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never gonna regret watching every sunset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RhGfk4btxXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/u4jweqnmG_U/s1600-h/marchelv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048992113231775090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RhGfk4btxXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/u4jweqnmG_U/s320/marchelv.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want th red cow, and also all of your love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i'm home!&lt;br /&gt;set out to &lt;strong&gt;Vivo&lt;/strong&gt; at 4, when i was supposed to meet them AT four. :9 So Rachel made her way there herself. Haha sorry! then I met Lynn at Outram MRT and headed down to Harbourfront, where we found Li Meng, Yi Jun and Rachel waiting. (: So the three girls walked around shopping and stuff, they whined while I dragged them around to look for stuff. HAHA, SORRY. thenthen the guys asked if we were ready for dinner so we went upupup to queue at Marche! I FRIGGIN LOVE MARCHE. It's like so so pretty, plus the food is freaking good (okay not the stupid burnt, bloody (BLOODYBURNT! :D) steak.)! yumyum. and then Ashley came. :D we have the same pair of flats! :DD queueing was a long affair, but me and ashley made it a fun affair okay, I SWEAR. Charis came and we all told lameass jokes! it was waay funny i promise! :DD haha (finally) got in and sat down to eat. Charis kept kop-ing my food! &gt;:[ but it was burnt and i didnt like it and i preferred the Ham and Cheese crepe i wanted to get but she took it first. rawrh.&lt;br /&gt;then haha we sat on the cow :/ and CHARIS, AGAIN, PUSHED ME OUT OF THE FREAKING WAY SO SHE COULD CLIMB ON IT. Charis! MANNERS!&lt;br /&gt;haha then they had to leave so.. we all left. LOL RETARDS. Met Justin and Yasmin at Bugis MRT where I had to meet Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Then todaay, APRIL FOOLS DAY (reminded by Nicholas who pranked me, that asshollleee!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday, Justin. Have a happy 15th! (((: Cheers! :9 And don't worry, your existance isn't (that big:P) a colossal joke, even though it's on April Fools! HAHA AND I FOOLED YOU :P IN YR FACEEE! :DD (P/s: red eyes are not your thing)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yijun &amp;amp; Calvin at Swee Leeeeeeee. They got Justin like, cheapo picks and wrote out Happy B'day (not even birthday leh) on it! HAHAHA. 20c each k! my god haha. Then found Ashley and we went to study. Like it was "productive". hahah went to like the 10th,11th,12th floor, couldnt get in, then went down to the 9th floor where we were denied once again. then went down to 5th floor where it was super crowded inside so we went out to sit on the floor. Once we got to some work, the librarian chased us away &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;so we went to Macs. HAHA. then Justin called saying he was coming and then he wound up at Bugis Junction. Haha retarded! ZOMG. haha then he finally made his way to Macs and stuff. Calvin was being gay okay seriously. HAHA OH MAN AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME WHAT YOU WERE GOING TO TELL ME!&lt;br /&gt;P/S! YIJUN YOU WILL NEVER MESS MY HAIR! NEVERRR! hahaha Ashley is funny. I bit her yesterday :P and she and I were screaming and being retarded :P&lt;br /&gt;Thenthen did A LITTLE STUDYING then walked around at Bugis, looking at random things. Hahaha. And I am home now! :D&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/33161807-487542694751692760?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/487542694751692760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=487542694751692760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/487542694751692760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/487542694751692760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/never-gonna-regret-watching-every.html' title='never gonna regret watching every sunset.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/RhGfk4btxXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/u4jweqnmG_U/s72-c/marchelv.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6040669331229900313</id><published>2007-03-30T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:28:21.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; even fairytale characters would be jealous.</title><content type='html'>Hi (:&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday. Like the other days, recently, I came to school tired and sleepy :/&lt;br /&gt;Hahah had LA with 1A, and I found the typos that were included in the compre and I'm getting some gift voucher or something on Monday :D&lt;br /&gt;coolcoolcool! (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway had PE today, rather tiring I must say :/and now, my leg muscles are crampy! Boo, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm, had the maths test today. retarded! Freaking difficult lah. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;then anyway after that went over with CG to Limeng's house to do Bio. hahaha the two guys couldn't poke needles to save their lives. :P&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we did accomplish something. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet Lynn and Ashley for tuition! :O&lt;br /&gt;the teacher is pretty cool. hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;haha then after getting stood up, i called around and i found.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tommy!&lt;/span&gt; :DD&lt;br /&gt;who was very very funny and fell down stairs while walking! like onto the floor. gosh how long did i laugh? 10 minutes? hahaha.but he was being mean the whole time so HE DESERVES IT. (COUGHCOUGH) ate at Sakae Sushi, well I ate anyway. He just sat there and laughed at me eating. &gt;:[ thanks a lot eh!&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for sending me back though. appreciate it (:&lt;br /&gt;yes and now im back and i'm tired, but i'm happy i guess. zooom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6040669331229900313?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6040669331229900313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6040669331229900313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6040669331229900313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6040669331229900313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/even-fairytale-characters-would-be.html' title='&amp; even fairytale characters would be jealous.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5326644782447330777</id><published>2007-03-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:09:34.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stick with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i just signed up for PDPs: Netball &amp; tennis.&lt;br /&gt;Neither of which I'm really actually good at. ):&lt;br /&gt;it worries me sometimes, that i don't seem to be able to excel much in many things i attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Part of me knows that it's the trainings, trainings and trainings that are needed.&lt;br /&gt;but the other just wishes there was something i was naturally good at at first.&lt;br /&gt;something that i really love and enjoy. that i have fun doing.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it seems like i do stuff just because others are doing so.&lt;br /&gt;ugh that scares me no end, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was a weird weird day.&lt;br /&gt;i want to relocate to livejournal but my LJs never work.&lt;br /&gt;anyone know how to fix the skins and shit on LJ? :/&lt;br /&gt;well anyway after school, contact time blah, went to NLB with Lynn and Justin to study, after stopping at Bras Pasar(spell? :P) to get items. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;thenthen um, yeah didn't study much.&lt;br /&gt;Got back our termly reports. I think electives was bullshit. &gt;: [&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To those who didn't do as well as expected: Don't worry. There's still Term 2,3 and 4 to work hard for! :DD (and just to prove that I CAN be cheena,) JIAYOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To those who did well, good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To those who did well, BUT WHINE ABOUT NOT DOING WELL, building, roof, jump. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please and thank you! (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Um well yeah and my mum JUST MISSED ME by about 3 seconds just now. SCARY. thank goodness I'm safe. HAHA. (inside)&lt;br /&gt;well well. tomorrow's timetable is, screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Physics, Maths B, HMT ):&lt;, Maths A, Arttt, IS (oh no no my nose!)&lt;br /&gt;save meeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5326644782447330777?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5326644782447330777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5326644782447330777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5326644782447330777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5326644782447330777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/stick-with-you.html' title='stick with you'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2832219281044385436</id><published>2007-03-26T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:52:16.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i would answer all your wishes.</title><content type='html'>i had disgusting rashes all over my legs and hands yesterday, after i dunno what happened.&lt;br /&gt;it was all blotchy and itchy and red and ITCHY ): i couldn't take it lah and it was hideous. still there when i woke up today and it itched so bad i didn't wanna go to school. so i missed the stupid maths test i have been studying for. "studying"? raorh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;so going to see the doc later. i hate my skin ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(EDIT!)&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend! Meet spastic plutonian in disguise. :D He thinks I'm the coolest! :D&lt;br /&gt;proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(JO)IE DE VIVRE says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAH! omg i'm like the better version, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a million times. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dont write me off, just yet. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;definitely. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(JO)IE DE VIVRE says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha aw don't be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't hate you for being a psycho killer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dont write&lt;br /&gt;me off, just yet. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it takes someone attractive t make you go so&lt;br /&gt;psycho, right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(JO)IE DE VIVRE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's hot ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dont write me off, just yet. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of course it is,&lt;br /&gt;you're in the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn im cool. HAHAH! Yay hurrah for awesome people! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to Giant at PP, saw Ryan and Edwin. Walked a little, met like the TKG people, Va Ili and Pron. We went down to Mos Burger where I saw Justin, James, Darren, Melissa and two more I cannot rmembr :/ hahaha ok THEN went to pastamania where this crazy dude started speaking to us in "Indian" i dunno i think he was on drugs or something. Crazy man. I laughed in his face :/ HAHA insane. Uh, yes then went to see the DOCTOR and yep its allergies. then got stuff from Popular and tadaaah I'm homeee! :D (and have been home for quite awhile.) Humans ppt is sucking my brain dry! :O&lt;br /&gt;school tomorrow! group pe! (egh! ugly shirt day! REMEMBER GIRLS, S-H-A-V-E!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2832219281044385436?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2832219281044385436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2832219281044385436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2832219281044385436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2832219281044385436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-i-would-answer-all-your-wishes.html' title='and i would answer all your wishes.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-1153200082954504320</id><published>2007-03-24T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T22:58:54.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone at the crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday after school me and Lynn felt horrible so we ran a few rounds. Then she came over to bathe before TI. Did some maths, then went and it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;TI was retarded ): Xiang Yun deserved to win. she was stunning, awesome, orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;she had practically the whole audi waving their hands in the air along with her singing, the best comments but she didnt win. cos someone who couldnt sing got in instead.&lt;br /&gt;but at least the winner could. (: if the guy won i would have like, gone mad. hahaha. oh and mag brought me shepard's pie which was nice and was stolen by the hungry people around me. we were doing stupid stuff in the audi and calvin was ghey and kept trying to push me down like the whole row of chairs! if i fell i would have died ok! RWAR!&lt;br /&gt;my msn just jammed again. UGH. And downloading skype is a slow business. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;so then after TI ytd went to Macs, apparently to celebrate Charis' bday.&lt;br /&gt;We sang her a song, LOUD! hahaha! :D ANDAND i gave her my happy meal toy, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;then went home. :/ boring. today woke up did maths again and went for maths tuition with Mel.&lt;br /&gt;ho hum boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;I AM CONVINCED THAT &lt;strong&gt;CALVIN (your few words of fame) &lt;/strong&gt;THINKS I'M UBER COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to break or bury says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i agree that JOLENE IS THE LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to break or bury says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yes i mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;haha thats all i need to say duuude. lunch date tomorrow before off to study MATHS again &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-1153200082954504320?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/1153200082954504320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=1153200082954504320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1153200082954504320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/1153200082954504320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/alone-at-crossroads.html' title='alone at the crossroads'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2847352633974692600</id><published>2007-03-21T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T20:57:16.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a bittersweet life.</title><content type='html'>i need to exercise. damn the stupid recre pdp shit. it's like not having a damned cca in the first place. agh are all TJC pdp's like this? ugh i want to like, join something else right now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway. today had this cool cartoonist guy that came for our contact time. i got piglet drawn by him :D then went with Rachel, Lynn and Pearly to town to catch a movie. Wanted to catch The History Boys @ The New Cathay but no timing. roarwh, so went to plaza sing finally settled on Stomp The Yard. Okay okay lah. Hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much i guess. Lynn and I talked a little and yeah I guess some things do change.&lt;br /&gt;If the promise isn't kept tonight, i'm giving up i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Went home and yes that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES DID I MENTION THAT I GOT AN A- ON MY BIO REPORT?! WOOH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2847352633974692600?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2847352633974692600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2847352633974692600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2847352633974692600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2847352633974692600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-bittersweet-life.html' title='it&apos;s a bittersweet life.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5340468707027182378</id><published>2007-03-20T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:14:35.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's a letter i'm writing to you.</title><content type='html'>Magdalene Ong Li Min,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the good times, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For all the bad, thank you too.&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I'd give a flying fuck about this is 'cos I don't want to see our years of friendship going down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;You're telling me that you're the only one holding this friendship together,&lt;br /&gt;but all around all i see are "my best friends", "Sarah", "Calvin", "knows me the best", "always thinking of me", "always there for me", "I'd risk my life for you".. etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making me feel wanted huh.&lt;br /&gt;How come all this sounds so familiar?&lt;br /&gt;Because you've said it to me before, i think.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that if our friendship means as much to you as you make it out to sound, you don't do anything to make me feel better about it? that you don't do anything to try and show me that yes i was part of your life and now something is missing?&lt;br /&gt;you just go right on with it and it's almost like i never meant anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;fuck almost.&lt;br /&gt;you say you weren't replacing your best friend, but you do know that what you're doing now is delibrately leaving me out.&lt;br /&gt;does that mean that once you have an argument (over something just so fucking stupid, i swear) the "best friend" position goes from vacant to occupied by another?&lt;br /&gt;the last few months in TJ, you've never bothered to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;you ask me where i was when you were down,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm asking you the same questions now.&lt;br /&gt;where were you when i felt so low i wanted to opt out of TA?&lt;br /&gt;where were you when i needed so badly to talk to someone but couldn't find anyone to turn to?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, somewhere bonding with your classmates i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i want so badly to put this behind us, but i dont know how i'm supposed to with you rubbing salt into the wounds time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;when i called you my best friend, i meant it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess promises never meant much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i'm nothing compared to your best friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5340468707027182378?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5340468707027182378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5340468707027182378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5340468707027182378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5340468707027182378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-letter-im-writing-to-you.html' title='here&apos;s a letter i&apos;m writing to you.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8095471033094233888</id><published>2007-03-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:37:47.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy girl happy thoughts! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043303567242352034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rf1p37Pw1aI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cWeVu5qxGmQ/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh! Today, I am happy and satisfied. happy happy really happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;shoppinggg today! Saw many pretty things! andandand I got a Guy Laroche wallet that's super pretty! And it was 20% off too. HAHA! and a prettty bag and pretty slippers. and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE! Mummy was feeling nice today I guess! (:&lt;br /&gt;And I got something really special today too ;D&lt;br /&gt;wooo I'm in IS 14 babeh!&lt;br /&gt;Happy day happy day, talked to people i haven't spoken to in LONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jyaan, we will see each other one day coincidentally in town okay! HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha andand aww! Alex misses me. I MISS YOU TOO, my X-rated friend! (((:&lt;br /&gt;the smileys are aplenty tonight. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;school starts tomorrowww! Can't waittt! S'gonna be a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;TERM TWO, ALL THE WAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for dinner after shopping, ate Bak Kut Teh.&lt;br /&gt;Damn straight it was good. Hahaha. Stuffed and thenthenthen my sister cut her hair.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA like maid. HAHA. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyhows, I guess I better sleep soon!&lt;br /&gt;eh heh heh i'm still deciding on whether to cut my hair or not! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now I've got you*&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/33161807-8095471033094233888?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8095471033094233888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8095471033094233888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8095471033094233888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8095471033094233888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-girl-happy-thoughts-d.html' title='happy girl happy thoughts! :D'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rf1p37Pw1aI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cWeVu5qxGmQ/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2325051264731436094</id><published>2007-03-18T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:31:10.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>throw it back to you.</title><content type='html'>hm i can't find my ATM card :/&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i should study today, or if i should like get out and do something (like look for sneakers) :D i bought a new lime green hairband today. yaay it's a pretty colour that would have caused mdm lenny or whichever teacher back in TKGS to have fits if she saw me wearing it in school :D all the more to like it!&lt;br /&gt;rawrh. school starts tomorrow, woopee.&lt;br /&gt;pffft i have to do up part 2 of pickle king too. nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;trying to show me that it doesn't bother you makes it even more painful.&lt;br /&gt;you always did seem nicer to your other friends than me.&lt;br /&gt;god knows why i was so dumb for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2325051264731436094?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2325051264731436094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2325051264731436094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2325051264731436094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2325051264731436094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/throw-it-back-to-you.html' title='throw it back to you.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2800570903579950214</id><published>2007-03-17T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T04:57:07.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you wanna get personal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If you are pissed off with someone, don't pretend like everything is alright.Don't give one word responses or damn long pauses because it makes it too obvious.Oh and, don't EVER be petty. It's just ridiculous.And, don't expect much from me cause I know I was just being used by you.(This is just personal now.) Go read your old convos." - quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll play along.&lt;br /&gt;you think that everything's just about you, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;have you stopped to consider that maybe this time it's about something other than you?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i want to fucking pretend that everything is alright because i don't want to start another motherfucking argument, which we seem to have a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a whole fucking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was between mag and me, and you asked if i was pissed with you, i said no. what am i supposed to type you a three hundred fifty word essay to imply at the end that NO IT IS NOT ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;fuck this okay. you think i use you? how the fuck have i? just cos you know people who do doesn't mean everyone other than mag and ananya do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't make friends with people just because i want to fucking leech off them. if i did, think about it this way, there are loads of people far more influential than you.&lt;br /&gt;im hurt and pissed off that you'd think this way cos i know that MOST OF THE TIME when you're friends with someone for so long, they'd treat you as a FUCKING HUMAN BEING AND A FUCKING FRIEND, ESPECIALLY IF THEY GO AROUND SAYING THAT YOU'RE CLOSE TO THEM.&lt;br /&gt;you calling me a hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;have you seen yourself in a mirror before?&lt;br /&gt;going around bitching to others about a certain tenniser, R, and then going all fake and talking to her like she's your best friend. telling me, implying that we are close, when you're thinking all these things about me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry but WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;br /&gt;have you stopped to consider that maybe the long pauses are because I HAVE OTHER THINGS TO DO AND IT'S NOT EXACTLY EASY.&lt;br /&gt;do you honestly think that i'd be wanting to talk to you if i get the feeling that you're going to be backstabbing me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you are pissed at someone, dont pretend that everything is alright.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weren't you and mag pissed at me drg Fall Out Boy?&lt;br /&gt;didn't you talk to me like everything was alright?&lt;br /&gt;fucking eat your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mag i don't know why the fuck we're fighting, but i know now that you never did take my friendship seriously.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i try to do, or whatever you can say, you're just going to continue getting distant from me.&lt;br /&gt;well i'm sorry if you think i'm not good enough as a friend for you,&lt;br /&gt;but remember that friendship works both ways.&lt;br /&gt;you say that you dont wanna grow distant from me, that you treasure this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;so why aren't you doing anything to save it?&lt;br /&gt;being a best friend isn't a job, and you don't find a replacement the moment you're jealous of the person you're supposed to be best friends with.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the meaning of best friends.&lt;br /&gt;and fuck i don't think i want to continue being hurt by you and sarah.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm a backstabber, i'm a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;why wait til now to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;so everything was fine and dandy the past 4 years and now suddenly i'm the big bitch?&lt;br /&gt;don't you dare say you and sarah never bitch about me behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i took so long to figure out what you and her are really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah you didn't like the one word answers? well i hope you liked this.&lt;br /&gt;this is what you want dont you? a reason to stir up trouble and cause drama.&lt;br /&gt;get over yourself already.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how much it fucking hurts to have two people you thought were close to you turn on you, maybe because you never really treated me as a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2800570903579950214?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2800570903579950214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2800570903579950214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2800570903579950214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2800570903579950214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-you-wanna-get-personal.html' title='if you wanna get personal.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-9163809134063963955</id><published>2007-03-16T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:50:26.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bohemian like you!</title><content type='html'>well it's friday already :/&lt;br /&gt;i'm left with chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;- rewrite zuowen 2&lt;br /&gt;- book report.&lt;br /&gt;but thing is i dunno what book we're supposed to be reading.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to revise maths. stat.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wednesday slacked around, then decided to go to the library.&lt;br /&gt;met rachel shannon and justin there.&lt;br /&gt;so we um kinda studied. the slackers watched CSI in the end.&lt;br /&gt;pretty loserish!&lt;br /&gt;haha then left fr dinner at ikea! :DD&lt;br /&gt;bought a new bedsheet. it's pretty no matter what you say.&lt;br /&gt;and straws! just because they were colourful and nice lookg :D&lt;br /&gt;mmhm played at the kiddies section and got weird stares fr the kids. :X&lt;br /&gt;then came thurs.&lt;br /&gt;got up went for a jog and then got ready for the checkup in school.&lt;br /&gt;stupid cheating waste of my money.&lt;br /&gt;9 bucks and he checks your eyes and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;duuude i can do that myself.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that i forgot to bring my wallet so went home and grabbed it while the rest stayed in school.&lt;br /&gt;uhm then met *huge breath* ashley, rachel, charis, lynn, ryan, shannon, taufiq, weixiang, james, ashraf and yijun in town.&lt;br /&gt;so cool k, interclass. like woah dude. 1ABC powerr!&lt;br /&gt;then we sat in a circle, well almost, by the fountain at ngee ann city to eat noodles :/&lt;br /&gt;haha then talked shit and stuff. then ryan and lynn left. bout three.&lt;br /&gt;then we stood in the sun like retards and i kinda got pissy cos it was hot. haha. but yijun too! so im not tht bad ok.&lt;br /&gt;then in the end caught a movie.&lt;br /&gt;the messengers :/&lt;br /&gt;charis didn't wanna catch it so she went to borders instead.&lt;br /&gt;stupid show ok it was shocking! RAR! :O&lt;br /&gt;and i sat next to ashley and she screamed so loudly i thought she was going to kill me throughout the show so i exchanged places with shannon thinking that hey i would be safer.&lt;br /&gt;and then it turns out that shannon jumps alot. serious. haha&lt;br /&gt;and ashraf was an asshole! he kept poking fun at me.&lt;br /&gt;ok so it was just SHOCKING okay. and the creatures were really, really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. okay so then left with charis cos i had tuition!&lt;br /&gt;so met melissa and her friend jia en(think) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and mel has nice legs. DONT ARGUE.&lt;br /&gt;ok so weixiang and denie skipped tuition. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;go figure eh. later they fail ah.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. okay so so then uhhh umm. yah went home!&lt;br /&gt;and today i have not decided what i am going to do.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall complete my zuowen 2, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-9163809134063963955?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/9163809134063963955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=9163809134063963955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/9163809134063963955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/9163809134063963955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/bohemian-like-you.html' title='bohemian like you!'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6307081966446106531</id><published>2007-03-14T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:49:34.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're not worthy of my time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Baby, I don't know where this leaves us.&lt;br /&gt;You're contradicting yourself so, leaving me hanging.&lt;br /&gt;first you and another girl in a room, now you're just plain lying.&lt;br /&gt;i ask you out you tell me you wanna study,&lt;br /&gt;then you call and tell me you're going out with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to be thinking?&lt;br /&gt;don't waste my time if you're gonna be blowing hot and cold.&lt;br /&gt;get your head straight.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if this actually means anything to you,&lt;br /&gt;but if it doesn't, neither does it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay so last night shit happened.&lt;br /&gt;Before that had tuition and after that went down to MPL to meet Mel, Darren, Justin, Denie and Ashraf. Studied? Nah more like wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go for Charis' church thing but didn't in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Limeng got in trouble! :P&lt;br /&gt;wasted time like i said, then rushed down to Siglap CC for guitar :/&lt;br /&gt;after that headed home, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;got a little moody after that and went down to sit by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;don't know what i was thinking then.&lt;br /&gt;anddd well i'm supposed to be doing work, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chinese and math and science = &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;pffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6307081966446106531?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6307081966446106531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6307081966446106531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6307081966446106531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6307081966446106531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/youre-not-worthy-of-my-time.html' title='you&apos;re not worthy of my time.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8818346433422260465</id><published>2007-03-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:24:24.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bintan'/><title type='text'>never take friendship personal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;if you even read this-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i don't know how it got there, but it's dragging us further and further apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;apparently friendship of 4/5 years is nothing compared to friends of 3 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i thought we were close, i really did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;you're different now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; bintan&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;even though i don't really see MUCH connection between the trip and our elective, i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;talks, gossips and spastic &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gayness&lt;/span&gt; too! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love my roomies!&lt;br /&gt;and i've got like the most unglam picture of weixiang EVER.&lt;br /&gt;haha the ferry ride back was HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;me and lynn woke up then we saw a series of things that happened that made us crack up like madxzxzxx!&lt;br /&gt;HURHURHUR, and i bought crackers and such back for mummy. :D&lt;br /&gt;and UNDIES for the girlies! LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah spent a lot of time on the last day when we went to shop trying on shades. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;on the second day when we went to the school, i saw a grand total of.. 1 hot guy. ):&lt;br /&gt;one only! but he was hot lah. and limeng looked like a monkey boy sitting next to him cos the guy was so tall and much bigger. hahaha. and this weirdo there asked me if i had a boyfriend. ahaha! Pearly got a lot of guys asking for her emailll! LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;Pearly kept saying she was pretty throughout the trip. awmygahh.&lt;br /&gt;Limeng and weixiang wore PINK PINK PINK on the first day. and weixiang wore pink again on the second day.&lt;br /&gt;(AHEM i suspect those two. really.)&lt;br /&gt;and the guys were nice and bought us little stuffies of appreciation. hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;we got Denie a pullover and a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;haha and on the second night, cos our room has one single bed and one double, i fell asleep real early on the double. then pearly and lynn had to share! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;haha lynn is spastic i swear. she talks a lot of rubbish! AHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;AND ASHRAF IS DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;he stuffed his (USED!L!H$!IO%I) underwear into weixiang's mouth!!&lt;br /&gt;YEUCK.&lt;br /&gt;and that idiot also jumped into the pool and created an earthquake. and lost his specs too. spent like an hour looking for his stupid glasses lah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok i can't recall any more. but i shall add in when i do think of sth (:&lt;br /&gt;kbyeeeeeeeeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm still unbathed. LAWL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8818346433422260465?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8818346433422260465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8818346433422260465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8818346433422260465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8818346433422260465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/never-take-friendship-personal.html' title='never take friendship personal.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-871469894378366493</id><published>2007-03-04T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T10:44:38.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>setting in a honeymoon.</title><content type='html'>damn, it's finally &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i never expected it to be so mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the longest time and practically dying of lack of oxygen and squishy smelliness. ):&lt;br /&gt;don't recall swearing this much ever.&lt;br /&gt;and the management was even worse than Simple Plan, if that's possible (yes it was.)&lt;br /&gt;and the people are fucked, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;some jackass kept rubbing up on me and when i told him to get off me he called me a "dumbfuck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol, loser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Calvin brought a condom along. sadly, he did not catch Pete's eye. thus it is still unused. (;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't that high, a little disappointing as this is so much bigger to me than SDF, but i was feeling more hyped up drg their concert than this one.&lt;br /&gt;pfft. im tired, shall continue later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(edit)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday started queueing at bout 11plus? saw people we knew at the front so went up to join em.&lt;br /&gt;then at bout 2 the management pulled us into another room, i tell you it was chaos okay everyone got super pissed cos people who came the earliest were stuck behind people who just cut and pushed their fecking way in front. piss off.&lt;br /&gt;thenthen. they opened the door and everyone rushed forward, only to find them closing the door in our faces! roarh! so everyone was stuck there and there were two fucktard mats behind me. i swear i wanted to kick their cocks in half.&lt;br /&gt;then my sister tells me she spilt water over the camera and it died. @^&amp;%$ DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;hm so when we finally got in, me ili calvin and vada went over to the middle, where patrick would be standing (((: ili suddenly ran out and we were like omg she cant breathe or sth? and all worried and stuff. then she calls me and tells me she's in the toilet. omgwtfbbq! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;so when the whole thing started we were like freaking sardines being squished tgt. some jackasses kept pushing people around. luckily calvin was there or not i think i'd have died.(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway saw loser came on and they rocked. didn't really enjoy that much cos of the stupid crowd. i was stuck next to a sweaty shirtless angmoh guy and god do people sweat. (but then i was stuck next to an angmoh in a green shirt who was quite the hot ;D)&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. yes we were cracking jokes about the first opening act's lead singer's stomach:D&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh. like a big round ball. and the drummer of the first band saw me put out my hand and he was like miming throwing his drumstick ok. so he was like "you want?" that kinda action and EYECONTACT OK so i knew it was me dammit. i was like gimme gimme! then after the whole thing he wanted to give it to me but the girl in front just kept trying to snatch. so he threw towards me but the guy next to me who was bigger and sweatier and grosser and kept PUSHING caught it. IT WAS MINE YOU DUMB FAG. roar!&lt;br /&gt;but anyway waited for goddamn long, then FOB finally showed.&lt;br /&gt;they played not only songs from Infinity On High but also From Under The Cork Tree. YAY!:DD&lt;br /&gt;went crazy basically. screaming here screaming there. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;andand. uhh. Pete was like totally acting sex with Patrick, singing into his ear and everything. And also like, licking his guitar and everything. omg i think i'd have AHEM if it wasn't so gross and sweaty in the audience.&lt;br /&gt;then! THE FUNNEST PART OK. His friend there decided to carry him up along the barrier to touch the crowd. (((((: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW RIGHT! *SQUEALS*&lt;br /&gt;then its like hello right in front of me of course i will touch what i can eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;so i touched every part i could get. his leg his stomach his hands and his uhh, crotch(:&lt;br /&gt;twice there actually. then people started ripping his shirt (which i happen to like!) and all. i got a strip :D (ok fr linette lah) i can smell it.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno but he looked pissy after that? maybe he liked that shirt.&lt;br /&gt;then they left. uhh yah. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno but it just wasn't as high apart from touching him and everything. ):&lt;br /&gt;i dunno i hope the next concert will be the shizzz(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework due tmr:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Compo 1&lt;br /&gt;Malay Essay Qn 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(/edit)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-871469894378366493?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/871469894378366493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=871469894378366493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/871469894378366493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/871469894378366493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/setting-in-honeymoon.html' title='setting in a honeymoon.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-6271137474466136803</id><published>2007-03-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:12:10.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a teenage vow in a parking lot.</title><content type='html'>i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;friday today.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow fob, but surprisingly i'm not looking forward to it. ):&lt;br /&gt;limeng discovered that he's wasted 100bucks because he screwed up his match and timings.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt totally lousy today.&lt;br /&gt;then sorta cheered up and all, so had pe.&lt;br /&gt;idiots, walking around the track like ducks.&lt;br /&gt;haha. chengcheng wore cool (yellow, flowery) pants. (:&lt;br /&gt;umm, elective was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of rubbish things were done.&lt;br /&gt;(the weather is making me more sahflsifabf by the minute)&lt;br /&gt;no mood.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;got chester (who finally stopped being a brat and helped, but was still a brat in the end) to help &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me with my maths. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;log sucks ballzsxzxs.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you* and you**, maybe we weren't/aren't as close as &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt; i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-6271137474466136803?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/6271137474466136803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=6271137474466136803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6271137474466136803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/6271137474466136803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/teenage-vow-in-parking-lot.html' title='a teenage vow in a parking lot.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7296318968546625623</id><published>2007-03-01T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:30:29.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for,</title><content type='html'>being a complete &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry for being a complete loser who doesn't understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i ever needed your help.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i turned out this way.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i'm such a fucked up child.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being totally, worthlessly dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, &lt;em&gt;mother dearest&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7296318968546625623?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7296318968546625623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7296318968546625623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7296318968546625623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7296318968546625623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-for.html' title='sorry for,'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4008884358615203487</id><published>2007-02-27T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:51:03.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with words i thought i'd never speak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;electives = boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the FOB concert to come, quickly.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4008884358615203487?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4008884358615203487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4008884358615203487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4008884358615203487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4008884358615203487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/with-words-i-thought-id-never-speak.html' title='with words i thought i&apos;d never speak.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-2018514906761538038</id><published>2007-02-24T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:25:20.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horny.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>i am not afraid to keep on living.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;piccy post(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday in one word: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hahaha fun nonetheless. (: high and all.&lt;br /&gt;i should have just wore shoes. heels are ashdfalsink.&lt;br /&gt;the bands sucked though, they should have just played music.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. HAHAHA TA = life of the party i swear.&lt;br /&gt;losers, me and rachel were soo overdressed.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha waiting for the pictures to be sent thru MSN from charis.&lt;br /&gt;MSN IS STUPID. 3 files and they go so sloooow! *piak.&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT WAIT FOR FALL OUT BOY! one more weeeek! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee. ok so we had losers pictures:D&lt;br /&gt;and john freaks me out majorly.&lt;br /&gt;picturesss. (speaking of which, i don't have the cny ones. &gt;:()&lt;br /&gt;ok so i have some pics. I'M STILL WAITING FOR THE OTHER PICS. in the mean time i shall include pictures of.. not yesterday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_oyormFlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_XtUeesb4pQ/s1600-h/CIMG1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034998865034876498" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_oyormFlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_XtUeesb4pQ/s200/CIMG1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovely laaaadies!&lt;br /&gt;charis, sarena, mel, lynn, yours truly and rachellll(:&lt;br /&gt;anddd!&lt;br /&gt;my loyal fans showing you how much they love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_pH4rmFmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4aAbTuqxuec/s1600-h/RIMG0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034999230107096674" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_pH4rmFmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4aAbTuqxuec/s200/RIMG0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivian g(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_piormFnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wIvSLYs8GWo/s1600-h/RIMG0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034999689668597362" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_piormFnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wIvSLYs8GWo/s200/RIMG0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn being spas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_pzormFoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AMTRVtObXPs/s1600-h/RIMG0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034999981726373506" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_pzormFoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AMTRVtObXPs/s200/RIMG0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chenyin's confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_qJIrmFpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/eRmlKz1qBp4/s1600-h/RIMG0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035000351093560978" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_qJIrmFpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/eRmlKz1qBp4/s200/RIMG0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw. i know, charis. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_qY4rmFqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/n30-rXtn1oc/s1600-h/RIMG0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035000621676500642" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_qY4rmFqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/n30-rXtn1oc/s200/RIMG0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel(: READ THE TABLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;YAY PARTY PICS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_su4rmFrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mMVX7_7xt0Y/s1600-h/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035003198656878258" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_su4rmFrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mMVX7_7xt0Y/s200/IMG_2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wrote out COOL with our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_uBormFsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IMPwM6lqUmI/s1600-h/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035004620291053250" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_uBormFsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IMPwM6lqUmI/s200/cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashleeeeeeey (: spastic horny girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_veormFtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vfCilFvR9gU/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035006218018887378" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_veormFtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vfCilFvR9gU/s200/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from B&amp;C (:&lt;br /&gt;chia li, heeqmah, charis, michelle, ashley, rachel, shannon, ryan, yijun and ME at the top!:D&lt;br /&gt;(TOLD YOU ALL I COULD JUMP.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_xcormFuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/G-AhRLH9pxU/s1600-h/driffft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035008382682404578" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_xcormFuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/G-AhRLH9pxU/s200/driffft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. tongues are hot :D&lt;br /&gt;(HORRNY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_za4rmFvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5N-JrkZLWos/s1600-h/rach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035010551640889074" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_za4rmFvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5N-JrkZLWos/s200/rach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rach and i. we the cool yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_0pIrmFwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/seeo7ol_KH8/s1600-h/IMG_22200%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035011895965652738" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_0pIrmFwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/seeo7ol_KH8/s200/IMG_22200%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah colourrrr&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_2mormFxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4EbcVwn4g9c/s1600-h/bbbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035014052039235346" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_2mormFxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4EbcVwn4g9c/s200/bbbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, PEAR-ly (theshort), Ashleeey, MEEE and Charis!:D&lt;br /&gt;we are sooo awesome.&lt;br /&gt;if Blogger screws up this post i will kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;k i shall put these up first then later edit putting in the rest eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/ReAEIYrmFyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6B5buafW8w4/s1600-h/back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035028925510981410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/ReAEIYrmFyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6B5buafW8w4/s200/back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and us again. NOTE THAT I AM CARRYING PEARLY. EXPLAINS THE PAINED FACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner at the BC later. wooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-2018514906761538038?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/2018514906761538038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=2018514906761538038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2018514906761538038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/2018514906761538038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/piccy-post-yesterday-in-one-word-horny.html' title='i am not afraid to keep on living.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/Rd_oyormFlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_XtUeesb4pQ/s72-c/CIMG1225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4047832081817640373</id><published>2007-02-22T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:18:42.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, I'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>PFFT screwed up yesterday, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today my freaking creative died on me again.&lt;br /&gt;fecking thing jammed! UGH! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;63$ to repair the stupid shit and it killed again.&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;Hellogoodbye is the sex.&lt;br /&gt;I still hate the fact that the creative zen is so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;screw the microphoto lah.&lt;br /&gt;-slaps thing repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;my songs ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4047832081817640373?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4047832081817640373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4047832081817640373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4047832081817640373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4047832081817640373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/pfft-screwed-up-yesterday-whatever.html' title='Baby, I&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5374180375993068285</id><published>2007-02-20T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:58:42.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I don't get a chance to make this just right;</title><content type='html'>Went over to Gienne's place yesterday for her gathering(: Saw Faithhh, Charsy, Pronneh, Deannieeeee and of course the host herself. Aw played Mahjong and Twenty-One. Wah. lose money ): nevermind nevermind. I shall win back one day. Hurhurr. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then after the rest left decided that we wanted to catch a movie. But couldn't go for on-the-spot. So booked tickets for the next day. Heh. The service was s-l-o-www. ):&lt;br /&gt;Ah anyways. Got tickets for Ghost Rider :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;OK so got back around umm. one-ish? Haha didn't feel sleepy at all! :/ Then then waited for dunno what until 2! then I went online and started drawing cool stuff on my tablet! Haha and thanks Justin for staying up to play rubbish poker with me. HEH. I LET YOU WIN OK.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Slept about 5.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up bright and early to get ready! :D Then I went to BAI NIAN TO LAOSHI! :D&lt;br /&gt;She didn't scold me for wearing black. heh! And she had cool food. Hahaha. And the marble game. Then Mag and I argued on whether to walk to the MRT station or not. I said yes she said no. Then in the end she lazy so we rock-paper-scissors-ed :D I lost ): So tadahh. Teacher sent us there. Then met Georgienne at Eunos, picked Pron up and we went to Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ghost Rider!&lt;br /&gt;I KEPT FREAKING SCREAMING. It's shocking ok. And the things are damn ugly! But funny also. I kept laughing when the skull's head came out.&lt;br /&gt;SO after that went to Borders, got my book :D&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. And then. hm. what happened? Oh. We went to Far East. SO ULU! Never seen so many shops closed. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Watching The Arena now. Quite funny, the bung speaker. So funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;Woah. The speaker is quite cool lah. She can rebuttal(?) well. HAWHAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Met the guys after that.&lt;br /&gt;Mag said I looked flat. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Talked rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;MY FLATS ARE CARDBOARD. THEY HURT LIKE HELL. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have marks on my feet. painpainpain.&lt;br /&gt;I like Justin's shorts. (: And James' &lt;strong&gt;redredred &lt;/strong&gt;shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay so got home. I have to do my homework man. But I don't understand maths.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind I shall read Jekyll and Hyde BY TODAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou, Jolene!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5374180375993068285?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5374180375993068285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5374180375993068285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5374180375993068285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5374180375993068285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-i-dont-get-chance-to-make-this-just.html' title='If I don&apos;t get a chance to make this just right;'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-41853266019593544</id><published>2007-02-19T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:44:59.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm going c-c-c-crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult. I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;We've got to write a sequel to J&amp;H by the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even read the damn book.&lt;br /&gt;Maths is killing me. I don't even want to turn to Logarithms and try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate the fact that I don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I feel damn helpless nowadays ok.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really care less about how any others feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;Selfish but true.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that everything's starting to dawn on me.&lt;br /&gt;How much is expected from me, and how much I can actually do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fucking superman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-41853266019593544?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/41853266019593544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=41853266019593544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/41853266019593544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/41853266019593544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-im-going-c-c-c-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-8594657709772970181</id><published>2007-02-16T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:51:20.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby, It's Fact,&lt;br /&gt;That our love is true.&lt;br /&gt;Just like black is black,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Blue is just blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Weixiang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to flour you today, but the plan fell through ):&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your day though! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I am bored/tired/lazy/sleepy/stoned.&lt;br /&gt;Road run today. Thank god I didn't have to run lah! :DD So I WAS SICK OK! andandand sprayed hair, redddd &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;THEN WENT BACK TO TANJONG KATONG GIRLS' SCHOOL! felt oh-so-happy to be back and to see all the babes. Eh a lot of people's boobies have grown. Meryl, Charmaine, Deannie ecetera ecetera. Elenna's and Ili's are still massive so no comment! And the school's become damn corrupted I heard. And Le'er is my idol man. She's cool lor! And I poked her belly and she screamed for so long. How I know right! Hahaha. My uniform cool lah :D Umm got our yearbook. The lousy people didn't even take all the trg squad then and even the rec. Only had the sec 1 rec team lor. What rubbish! SO many of the tennis people weren't even in the pictures! Lousy okay!&lt;br /&gt;THE FISH SHOP UNCLE REMEMBERS ME! :DDD so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;But everyone had plans after that so pffft they can all go and die. Then Mag, Denise and I went to parkway and ate/walked around/talked/shopped for groceries! Hahaha MPH is for cool people!(:&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw I am going shopping. And I am going to get cool jeans. And I want a red chunky bangle. And a clutch. I want red things STAT.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I need new clothes! Rwarh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-8594657709772970181?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/8594657709772970181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=8594657709772970181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8594657709772970181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/8594657709772970181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/baby-its-fact-that-our-love-is-true.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5447726394653963185</id><published>2007-02-11T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T18:19:12.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw the doctor, (finally) she says I have Influenza.&lt;br /&gt;ROARH I hate being sick! But isn't Influenza a cool word?&lt;br /&gt;I've been proclaiming that to the world. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I want to train on Monday but because of this rubbish flu I may not be able to! @$%*!&lt;br /&gt;PFFFT. Sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;And walked back from Bedok Interchange after seeing the doctor and woah, after I got back my fever subsided! Hahaha but it's back now ):&lt;br /&gt;I missed Go-Green Day today. And I bought that stupid shit ticket that cost money!&lt;br /&gt;My mum didn't wake me up even after I told her to. rwarh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5447726394653963185?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5447726394653963185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5447726394653963185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5447726394653963185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5447726394653963185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/saw-doctor-finally-she-says-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-4666275224650687947</id><published>2007-02-10T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:29:11.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go shopping today in the end ):&lt;br /&gt;BOO YOU SUCK, FEVER. PLEASE GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;38.5 Degree C.&lt;br /&gt;ROARHHH. I have loads of things planned next week! AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Please please go awayyy ):&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day stoning and shit. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I'm not really in the blogging mood but I have nothing better to do?&lt;br /&gt;So.. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JoJo - How To Touch A Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(and not in that way you horny shitzxZ!)&lt;br /&gt;I think I could like you, I already do.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow, but they can go away too.&lt;br /&gt;You're taking my hand, looking into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be in a rush to get me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I feel something happening; could this be a spark?&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy me baby, you gotta satisfy my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know How to Touch a Girl?&lt;br /&gt;If you want me so much, first I have to know:&lt;br /&gt;Are you thoughtful and kind?&lt;br /&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just for show?&lt;br /&gt;You'll go far in this world if you know&lt;br /&gt;How to Touch a Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I could like you, but I keep holding back,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't seem to tell if you're fiction or fact.&lt;br /&gt;Show me you can laugh, show me you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you really are, deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel something happening?&lt;br /&gt;Could this be for real?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know right now, but tonight we'll reveal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know How to Touch a Girl?&lt;br /&gt;If you want me so much, first I have to know:&lt;br /&gt;Are you thoughtful and kind?&lt;br /&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just for show?&lt;br /&gt;You'll go far in this world if you know&lt;br /&gt;How to Touch a Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me some flowers,&lt;br /&gt;Conversation for hours,&lt;br /&gt;to see if we really connect,&lt;br /&gt;and baby, if we do,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving all my love to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. So pretty eh the song.&lt;br /&gt;And Sarah and I have been talking about songs on the radio and how people only like some songs when it plays on radio.&lt;br /&gt;Quite retarded really. Before that the song is "gay" and after that it's a drug.&lt;br /&gt;Eat shit you fakerxz!&lt;br /&gt;Haha and we are so great, we even fall sick at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;GO US (:&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in love with When The Stars Go Blue again :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! GOSSIP, SO SO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUICCCY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly it's unmentionable. But it's oh-so-sweet i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-4666275224650687947?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/4666275224650687947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=4666275224650687947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4666275224650687947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/4666275224650687947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-didnt-go-shopping-today-in-end-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3618149875918464372</id><published>2007-02-10T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:56:06.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fell sick again yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;OMG lah so lousy can. Feel damn pathetic, keep falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;I feel super weak right now. I can't even change my clothes without my muscles aching.&lt;br /&gt;And my skin is really sensitive to touch, throat hurts like mad. AND IT HURTS WHEN I SNEEZE!&lt;br /&gt;But I put on the &lt;em&gt;last ):&lt;/em&gt; blue pack yesterday. The cooling cooling one.&lt;br /&gt;However one side was hard. EH EXPIRE HOW! die ah!&lt;br /&gt;Please please let me be better before Monday. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; who were concerned :D&lt;br /&gt;Especially Denie, Wei Xiang, Sarena, Li Meng, Melissa, Heeqmah and my soon-to-be-bald friend Justin for the well wishes. ((:&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Lynn and Charis, for being late for Humans with me because of my stupid nose. (: MUCHLY appreciated, lovelove &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;AHEM WELFARE REP DIDN'T DO HER PART THOUGH. YOU LOUSY! &gt;:[ hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going shopping with Mum later. Want to get things :D&lt;br /&gt;Ah damn I'm running for Road Run. I don't want to run.&lt;br /&gt;i can't focus now superly sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;; wishes to turn back time don't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there's nothing i can say or do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but i'll keep holding on :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3618149875918464372?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3618149875918464372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3618149875918464372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3618149875918464372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3618149875918464372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-fell-sick-again-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-5467443397786069166</id><published>2007-02-08T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:24:55.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doing Jekyll &amp; Hyde today made me think of my double standards and hypocritical behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not exactly the best person to be talking to anyone about manners or patience, but I guess that's just people eh?&lt;br /&gt;Got me thinking how long I can keep this facade up. Am I gonna lose it someday or will I just keep trying to hold the mask up? Doing this is making me worry that people only tend to hang around because of the way I behave, and not because they like me for the me inside. What if I said this was too tiring. What if you saw me in another state the next day? Would you all care?&lt;br /&gt;EHEH thinking too much. :/&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows. Stupid Humans teacher, I can't remember his name. The spitspit one. He took the netball I borrowed from school because I bounced it in class. And WTH he wasn't even teaching then. He said he's seen me playing with the ball for a few weeks already. NEWSFLASH I've had it for 2 days. Talk shit only.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh projects are being complete rubbish. Have to complete Maths A and Maths B homework by next week and my Chinese compos are due tomorrow and Monday. UGH. I hate Chinese! It's shitass difficult! &gt;:[ BUT I CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha alrighty AND ONE THING THAT I'M REALLY HAPPY ABOUT: THE MATHS TEST :D SEVENSEVENSEVEN (omg seven sam! SQUEAL!)&lt;br /&gt;People (COUGHLIKEWEIXIANG) got a 2 and they're jealous, saying it's the only test I'll pass, so I should treasure it. HAWHAW Eat crap Wei Xiang I'll beat you in the next test too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Andandand Justin said he'd shave his head if he got less than 5 for the test. We bet. And whaddyaknow?! He got a 4! :DDD -shaver at the ready, Justin. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and Darren and Sarena(ESPECIALLY) eat worms! Hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;Woooooh. Okay then I shall go and get some sleep or something :/ Then I shall do my work - Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-5467443397786069166?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/5467443397786069166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=5467443397786069166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5467443397786069166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/5467443397786069166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/doing-jekyll-hyde-today-made-me-think.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-3085190109242409996</id><published>2007-02-04T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T09:28:31.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't this exactly where you'd like me?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday met Taufiq, Limeng and Denie to go to Funan to fix the stupid laptops. (: Now my laptop has this really ugly hole in it cos they took out the CDrom part. but the servicer(servicer?!) was nice. Hahah. Saw hot angmohs there lah. I realise that Funan/Penisular Plaza has:&lt;br /&gt;1) Ang Mohs.&lt;br /&gt;2) Mats.&lt;br /&gt;3) Emo Poseurrsszsxzx&lt;br /&gt;And of course you can figure out which I like and which I don't eh?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Well fixed that then Limeng had to leave then ate at this mixed place with Denie and Taufiq and I dropped my coke all over my legs ): I had ants crawling up after that.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh yah so then Taufiq had to leave and we left for tuition. Wei Xiang was there bright and early and even Melissa was late so HAHA WEIXIANG.&lt;br /&gt;The tuition was damn funny. I laughed so much lah that stupid Weixiang (omg im just gonna put it as WX because WEIXIANG is so difficult to type.) kept doing dumb things.&lt;br /&gt;Then went for dinner with the two. WX is a fag that wants to get assfucked by a bangla lah. (REMEMBER BANGLA BALLS?!) TSK! Hahaha called Lynn to try and interrupt her date. :D&lt;br /&gt;And then my mum went completely mental on me.&lt;br /&gt;butbut Melissa is damn nice to study with because she knows what to do la. I'm gonna study for Maths after this. Then I have tuition at 3. ROAR. I wanna go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid test on Monday. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm I can't wait to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;Aahh we are supposed to wear a red shirt on monday but HELLO! red + our school's murky mud green = NOT EXACTLY THE BEST COMBINATION.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I need to go to Borders and like buy magazines or sth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-3085190109242409996?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/3085190109242409996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=3085190109242409996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3085190109242409996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/3085190109242409996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/isnt-this-exactly-where-youd-like-me.html' title='isn&apos;t this exactly where you&apos;d like me?'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161807.post-7520853255598489921</id><published>2007-02-01T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:19:51.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a lazy, lazy LAZY day.&lt;br /&gt;We hung out more with Melissa and Sarena (1A, YO!) in these few days and they're coool. Hahaha bananas. We shall all go MINIMICROMINISKIRT shopping alrighty? Lovelove! :D&lt;br /&gt;Well back to today. Basically normal day, like everyday. Teacher said I'm prettier than her! LOLOL. whatever lah. okay okay I'm supposed to be studying my stupid chinese spelling but I don't have no crappy list! ROARH.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today Yijun scared the fuck out of me. He's like super scary when he's pissed and I don't want to relate to that again. Ugh, shudder shudder.&lt;br /&gt;And I was feeling all PMSy today for some goddamn reason. BUT CHARIS, MY FAKE ANGEL, sent me a letter and sweets and oreos! :DDD YAY! Hahaha thank yoousie! Mwah mwah.&lt;br /&gt;Ah then i tell you i was superly lazy. Wanted to skip Netball but went in the end. So good right. Hahaha. Mmhmm. And Justin refuses to show us his "six pec". HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am tired and i don't wanna blog any more. kbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33161807-7520853255598489921?l=honeyedlips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/feeds/7520853255598489921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33161807&amp;postID=7520853255598489921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7520853255598489921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33161807/posts/default/7520853255598489921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyedlips.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-was-lazy-lazy-lazy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sHbxLmbzZHY/SCXdCQYXTuI/AAAAAAAAA90/pNNzXCCZWoQ/S220/1335596357_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
