<?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-1714003087443517803</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:15:34.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laxy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-2837606910129636293</id><published>2012-02-15T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T08:00:06.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The special 17?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, im gonna talk about the most irritating person on earth who most people can't stand. Not even a few minutes. Im gonna let u guess who this person is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well he....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Let out gas when nobody's noticing until somebody "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahlao aye,&lt;/em&gt; Who sia&lt;/strong&gt;?" &amp;amp; then he'll start giggling and say "&lt;strong&gt;noooooo!!!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Throw leftover foods around when he have nothing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-His favourite phrase"&lt;em&gt;You want kena punch is it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Injure himself, take picture post on facebook and start cursing and swearing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Eat Mac must have at least 6pacs of garlic chilli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Love to tease people in all kinds of way eg."Eh burden sia! Wah her boobs big sia!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-He'll laugh it off when he's in the wrong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still can come up with alot but im just too lazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With all his bad habits, you dont wana date him. Nobody can stand him. Only i do.... Because I've been together with this dude since i entered Secondary school. The person i'm most comfortable being with. Treating him like my family member. Sharing secrets, happiness, sorrow for almost 4 years. Quarrelled, fought, cried. There are just so many things. One blogpost wouldnt be able to fill up the moments i had with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here's a message to him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey babe, just wanna tell you.. Thank you for always being there for me. Thanks for protecting me for these past few years (taking revenges for those who've hurt me) and the things you've done for me such as the Chalet, Bouquet of flowers, jewellery etc. Thank you for bearing with all the shits i've done and my shitty behavior. Im sorry i've disappoint you several times but despite all that you'll still forgive me. I love you! Will u marry me? (Just kidding!) I treat you cupwalker okay? You're my smelly bitchymama! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; the most awesome boyfriend in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nobody could ever replace such a wonderful guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/cam22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Birthday DeeDee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Te amo! (I love you) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUAH! xo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After knowing his bad habits, You wouldnt wanna date him(like i said), so get lost girls. Because Deelan's the guy who will be leading me through the path of our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEALOUS?!?!!?!?!?!?!?! ;D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-2837606910129636293?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/2837606910129636293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/02/special-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2837606910129636293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2837606910129636293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/02/special-17.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-8741707088076762652</id><published>2012-02-11T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T09:39:52.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant take changes... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever think back to 3-4 years back, listening to the music u used to love, used to listen it with your love ones and that song used to be so meaningful in your life? Where your life's just full of awesome-ness, full of fun and non stop laughter? Im typing this right now because i miss those days very very much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Come to think of it, my life really sucks now. My friends are constantly coming to me and leaving me, Bitches entering and exiting my love life, Friends doing things that you dislike but u have no rights to stop them. Mixing with new company and neglecting who u used to hang out with... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back when i was 13 years old, I entered a Secondary school. My life was full of happiness, laughters and troubles. I was problem-free and i dont even have to pack my bag for school. Studies was easy, friends are always there for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Secondary 1 camp was memorable. It was at Pulau Ubin and everyone was so shy to talk to each other and making new friends.. First day of camp and the girls and i had a fight with JY while queuing up for food. That was how he came into my life. I still remembered food was buffet styled with lots of unhealthy fried food. Everybody enjoyed it very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the second night, we had night walk. I partnered C. We held each other tightly and finished the whole night walk. While we were waiting, N came to talk to C and that was how i met him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My classmates and i were suppose to sleep in the tent outside that night but it was raining heavily so we moved to the chalet. We watched TV for the entire night and got to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next day, we packed our stuffs and left the campsite. While i was out buying macdonalds for lunch, D texted me asking me to guess who is he. That was how he came into my life too... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School was great. I didnt care about how others thought of me, i didnt care about how i treated others. All i know was to have fun and enjoy this freshman year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My friends and i got closer, we went to PohHuat playground to slack everyday right after school because lower secondary classes end at 1.30pm. We do stupid stuffs, sparring, riding bicycle to shops nearby to get a drink, playing catching, catching up. EVERYBODY will be there to think of something crazy to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then i got into a relationship with D. I didnt treat it seriously at all at first because i know it's gonna be another bullshit crappy r/s, you-love-me, i-love-you. Things didnt lasted. not even a month because we got into trouble in school and our parents were called down. I think its time to let go. He did not. I find it really stupid because the guys i've dated previously just forget about me after breaking up. But D did not. He persevered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was into piercing. I had my tongue &amp;amp; lip pierced during recess in the girl's toilet by my "sister"( shes no longer in the school) D also had his pierced. That was when we started to have a common interest and topic to talk about. We chatted, met up, he send me home. We have LOTS to talk about and its like we can't finish our topic even if u give us 3D2N's time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That period of time was when we got closer and i confessed to him. We got back together again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With other friends around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-During Secondary 1, JY brought drinks into the class and everyone was curious and we all took a sip. The teacher knew something was wrong when he saw the red faces of the students at the back of the classrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Guys stole eggs from F&amp;amp;N room and they started throwing around see who is the "unluncky one" (when the egg cracked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Cooked Steam chicken with soup for F&amp;amp;N lesson and leave it at the back of the cupboard during the march holidays. Came back to school so excited to open it and it stinks up the whole entire classroom. Teacher had to stop lesson to get rid of the chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Students going in and out of classes during lessons to get their lips/tongue pierced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Observe Upper secondary's recess and told the teacher that we wanted to go to the toilet but instead, to the canteen to buy drinks for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Went into the guy's toilet to comb our hair and got caught by the cleaner and she "SCREAMED" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Quarrelled, Fought, Mixing with people older than us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Finding problem with the class next door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Favourite teacher, "Rahmat" with his nonsensical english lesson and his $2 angpow during chinese new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Catching fishes with our bottles at the basement's pond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Played with water during "Use-Your-Hand" campaigne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Throw ice from milo cup during recess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PohHuat playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Played catching, soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Sparred because of problems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Go to a nearby shop to get drinks for everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Always running to snatch for the swing at the playground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Climbed into abandon house to pluck rambutans to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Climbed into Parry Primary school to take pictures and to explore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Went to OCH to explore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Went fishing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Steamboat/BBQ at my place after Cross Crounty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Street soccer court OR hougang point right after school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Lao-pa-sa for Satay after Public performance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lovelife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D will try his best to make me happy even though i had sucky attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Sneak out at 4am to meet and go to school together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Go to Parry Primary school at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Walk me home after school and around the terraces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was just him giving in to me every single time in the past. How nice he've treated me. How everything goes so well for both of us. No bitches, no Jerks to interupt our lives. It was just D, I and A,GH,JY,DJ,C,S,N,KS,AM,E. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything has changes so much. We met new friends, life goes on. No time for each other.. No planning, no outing. Doing things we're not suppose to be doing. Got wild. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really miss those days. Those days where everybody was so close. How D and I were in class, in our everyday lives with no sluts..... Why cant we just turn the clock back. I dont mind studying for another 5years with the fun... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh282/Slackkerlee/DSC04261-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh282/Slackkerlee/DSC04260-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh282/Slackkerlee/DSC05924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh282/Slackkerlee/DSC02920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh282/Slackkerlee/DSC06528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah i know this post is just stupid because time change, people move on. Why am i still stuck in the past? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-8741707088076762652?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/8741707088076762652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-cant-take-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8741707088076762652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8741707088076762652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-cant-take-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5719090526751171438</id><published>2012-01-24T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:07:01.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imma dude!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Apparently back to blogging! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alright. Today im gonna rant about me, myself and i. I love god, god gave me a happy family, a healthy body, a cosy condo (i wouldnt say its luxurious because of the lazy people staying in my house which makes everything dirty), BUT! An ugly mindset and personality! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARGH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is seriously with this girls issue! Girls are stupid! Girls cant be happy! I DONT WANNA BE A GIRL! At times i really wish i'm a dude~ I think girls are emo-nemos creature and sadly im one of them! Or maybe im the only girl with this mindset. Stop beating around the bush and get straight to the point, Amanda.. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im competitive but as i compare, i lose out to many things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im not perfect but i have this super high expectation. You know, people who are perfect die at a younger age. Thats what i think lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wish i was taller, slimmer, ear lobe skinner, more tanned, natural curl hair, nicer voice, higher vocal grade, can play the piano better, higher qualification, stay in a bigger house, drives a sport car, have my own swimming pool, have a walk-in wardrobe, own at least 20 branded bags, be Ronald Macdonald's wife or something...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; by thinking and wishing that i have all these, i'll start to compare. WHERE? Facebook and twitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have many girlfriends, who instead of looking at guy's facebook profile pictures.. They'll look at girls. Admiring them, telling ME how pretty others were and stuffs like that. As for me, i dont. Friends around me often think that i love me for who i am.. i dont compare.. im satisfied with whatever i got. But no. In fact im worse than many people out there. I do ENVY people who owns more stuffs and have better features than me but i dont go around stalking other people's facebook and look at them every single day hoping that one day i'd become like them. That's just.... not right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And girls tend to get pretty insecure when your boyfriend's eyes are out on other girl's asses. Thus, you'll start to compare. Thats when you'll start to look in the mirror and look for flaws trying to improve on them. I think this is pretty much common for everyone. I think thats also partly the reason why people often says that girls tried too hard to look good when they're attached. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; YES!&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend often tells me " Aye look at that pretty girl, Wa that girl hot sia! Omg her smiles... etc etc " One sentence and i can simply win him.. "&lt;strong&gt;Dont get deceive by makeup babe&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Makeup &lt;em&gt;gaogao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" - Think makeup. I already know its meaning but recently i found this word familar.. Like its use somewhere... "Kopi-gao"- Thick coffee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! I have no idea why i find it pretty funny when i compare. Sorry.. Hokkien not good... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway back to topic. I think if you-think-youre-some-handsome-douche-and-look-for-girlfriends-only-by-looks, the best place to find one is actually in Secondary school where all the girls doesnt put on a single shit on their faces. Interesting uh? ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Argh i just hate this feeling! I AM NOT HAPPY! D; I dont even know what im ranting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_0756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_0755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_0759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-5719090526751171438?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5719090526751171438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/imma-dude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5719090526751171438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5719090526751171438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/imma-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-2603167486101823195</id><published>2012-01-03T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:47:22.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I flared up but he just shut up..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear blog ,&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really tired but im unable to sleep...This is the first day of school and im already feeling really screwed up. Partly is because of being unloyal to the guy i love and i lied to him time and time over again &amp;amp; the ironic part is that he just forgive me and still treats me like how he normally does and still love me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;He knows my attitude since i was 13 and why can't i fucking change myself? Today he found out that i was spouting nonsensical stuffs to my friend yet he still forgave me. I really think that i've crossed the line as what i said was VERY inappropraite. I bet 90% of you guys out there will just fucking give your girlfriend a slap if she does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW COULD HE FORGIVE ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so fucking guilty now that i can kill myself or eat furgie's poop if he ask me to. He didnt scold me at all but all he said was that he doesnt wanna talk about it as to avoid spoiling his mood. GARRRR.. Im the meanest girl on earth. The other time when we quarrelled , &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; promised me that he'll give in to me every single time &amp;amp; avoid quarrelling. So i guess this is what he's doing right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck myself? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already promised myself &amp;amp; him that i will change for the better.. i'll change for the better but WTF am i doing. Lying to myself and to someone whom ive loved for 3yrs coming to 4? Why can't i just stop all these nonsense. Im another year older now and why am i still the same. Why is it so difficult to change myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he found out what i've done today.. I was in fear. Afraid that he'll leave me again. Afraid that i'll lose him or we may not even be friends. I just feel really bad , no word can describe how &lt;strong&gt;BAD&lt;/strong&gt; this feeling im encoutering right now. I love him so much but what the fuck am i doing. Seriously Amanda? How many fucking chances has he given to you? Why are u making him lose trust in you? You're already XX years old , why cant u just fucking grow up bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im always restricting &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; from doing things that i doesnt like but hes allowing me to do things that he dislike. I would flare up whenever i catch him doing stuffs like that &amp;amp; he i was in his shoes today with the same senario of what ive done , i would fucking give him a slap , prolly cry and walk off. Feels like cheating. So much like cheating....&lt;br /&gt;Why is he always treating me so nicely when im just a typical bitch trying to seek attention from everybody. I think i've chosen the best guy on earth. You cant find him in heaven or anywhere at home... ( He's better than your dad!) I melted when i read his goodnight message. I wanna cry n drink buckets of my tears and mucus man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Im terribly and sincerely telling you that im sorry. I love you ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thankyou for being such a nice guy &amp;amp; that makes me wanna drown myself in the shit pool... I know telling you things like " &lt;em&gt;I'll change , i'll change.."&lt;/em&gt; is useless right now because i've already told you that a million times. But i know what to do.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D gave me a surprise visit at 8am on my birthday because i told him my actual birthday is on 7am as i was born at that timing. I wanted to box him because i was feeling so bloody tired to move &amp;amp; hes there disturbing me and forcing me to wake up! &amp;amp; i found out that he didnt sleep for the entire night just to keep himself awake &amp;amp; to give me this surprise visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He brought me out in the afternoon asking me to choose between a clutch or a Moschino perfume for my birthday present but i rejected him because we're trying hard to save up money for further plans in the future. So we went to Thai Acent at vivocity to have our dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To starbucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4082-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4079-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Change yourself Amanda! If not you'll regret losing him one day.... Go to bed now... Goodnight everybody. Goodnight &lt;strong&gt;DD♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-2603167486101823195?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/2603167486101823195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-flared-up-but-he-just-shut-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2603167486101823195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2603167486101823195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-flared-up-but-he-just-shut-up.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-250507890193599621</id><published>2012-01-01T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:15:10.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday treat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I dont feel like typing much because i have no damn idea why am i feeling lousy on my birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Satin VS clutch. Mat keeps assuming that this is a pillow case -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pan Pacific's Global Kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yummy penguin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_6056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most awesome people in the world who raised me up &amp;amp; the first few people i've ever seen since i was born! No words can describe how much i love the both of them. Now that im one year older , i promise to behave and spend my money MORE WISELY this year and u two lovely oldies can stop nagging at me ONE DAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUAH! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE THE PRESENT THEY GAVE ME ! GAAAAAAR! I WANNA DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright! That sums up my day. Im gonna party now. BYE SARKERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-250507890193599621?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/250507890193599621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-treat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/250507890193599621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/250507890193599621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-treat.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-750935798796149201</id><published>2012-01-01T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T10:59:04.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Best Birthday Present...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SvhHMIOnBxU/TwCsOBxxYzI/AAAAAAAACAo/HTbOyrqHzes/s1600/IMG_5894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 524px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692739285991646002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SvhHMIOnBxU/TwCsOBxxYzI/AAAAAAAACAo/HTbOyrqHzes/s400/IMG_5894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe im another year older now. Like what everybody will say on their birthday " Time really flies" when you're older, when you have more things to do &amp;amp; the hectic schedule. I hope this year's gonna be good. No more bullshits please but i dont mind dramas. Because i love 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-750935798796149201?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/750935798796149201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-best-birthday-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/750935798796149201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/750935798796149201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-best-birthday-present.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SvhHMIOnBxU/TwCsOBxxYzI/AAAAAAAACAo/HTbOyrqHzes/s72-c/IMG_5894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3505177493942659037</id><published>2011-12-31T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:26:48.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My naughty polar bear!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5558-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I reached home one night around 3am+ after hanging out with my mates and was already dead tired. Serea's staying over at my place that night n im already feeling so lazy to pull out some comforter for her. So i dragged myself into my room and the moment i switched my room lights on , i saw bits and pieces of wrapping paper on my bed. I thought it was Furgie tearing my tissue paper again but until i heard Serea saying " &lt;strong&gt;O-my-god! " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As i looked closely.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING HELL IT WAS MY CHRISTMAS PRESENT FROM DAD. I HAVE YET TO OPEN THE WRAPPER AND APPRARENTLY FURGIE DID AND IT WAS CHOCOLATE BISCUIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mind was screwed up. &lt;strong&gt;Firstly&lt;/strong&gt; , dogs are not suppose to eat chocolate because it'd affect their heartbeat n some rocket science bio thingy..&lt;strong&gt; Secondly&lt;/strong&gt; , i gotta clean up my room &amp;amp; have to change my stupid bed sheet but i was already super tired. &lt;strong&gt;Lastly&lt;/strong&gt; , Dad's gonna kill me. How am i suppose to tell Mom&amp;amp;Dad when they're awake because they'll start questioning what happened to my bed sheets and stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That night was hell. I chased her into the toilet with a rolled up newspaper in my hand &amp;amp; Serea was giggling all the way! I was boiling lah! But Serea &amp;amp; Furgie's reaction somehow made me wanna laugh too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The poor polar bear with shivering in the toilet because she knows what she had done wrong &amp;amp; when i peeped at her from the toilet , i can see that she's also peeping at us (Serea&amp;amp;i). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway while i was still acting like a fierce lunatic , Serea took the initiative to clean my room &amp;amp; changed my bedsheet. I tell you , Serea's the most awesome girl. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's not lazy LIKE MATILDA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I bet if the same senario happened again but instead of Serea and i but it was Mat &amp;amp; I , she'll be sleeping on the sofa and saying " Ahhh.. Sist you do leh.. Very troublesome and im feeling so lazy! " &amp;amp; she'll start stretching and yawning on the sofa -.- Fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the bed was pushed up as we lay the conforters on the floor. Switched on the tv and slept for the night.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if u asked about furgie ... i was too soft hearted &amp;amp; went to hug her but she's not sleeping in my room with us for that night because her whole body smell of choco and that's just weird and disgusting. Anyway , we spammed her with fruits the next few days and she's still a healthy dog now. Parents said that if anything goes wrong , we'll send her to the vet. GAR. Troublesome Pomeranian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures before that busy night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5940.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy new year to all! I'll be going to Pan Pacific with my family to have my birthday dinner later on. &lt;strong&gt;HELL EXCITED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3505177493942659037?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3505177493942659037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-naughty-polar-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3505177493942659037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3505177493942659037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-naughty-polar-bear.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-2598140712915007739</id><published>2011-12-31T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:14:03.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screw 2011 ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1r5iQrSrqAI/Tv_rQN-AExI/AAAAAAAACAc/TToCUAsQD_A/s1600/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 531px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692527117879743250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1r5iQrSrqAI/Tv_rQN-AExI/AAAAAAAACAc/TToCUAsQD_A/s400/IMG_0722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm suppose to be hosting a countdown party now at my place where all my awesome people will be with me BUT i stupidly cancelled it because i thought i could do some other thing to make someone happy &amp;amp; UNFORTUNATELY , my plan failed. BIG TIME. I cant believe its the new year eve and im sitting down alone in my room blogging infront of my computer with my television on. This year's countdown will just be me. ALONE. In the room. Let me see.. Which geek is with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH WAIT! I just received a text and i have plans now! BYE GEEKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-2598140712915007739?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/2598140712915007739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/screw-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2598140712915007739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2598140712915007739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/screw-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1r5iQrSrqAI/Tv_rQN-AExI/AAAAAAAACAc/TToCUAsQD_A/s72-c/IMG_0722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-1220048367535110157</id><published>2011-12-29T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:49:00.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been LONGGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It has been long since i met up with friends to chill , shop and do what girls do. Been busy working from 1-25th december and i hardly have time for myself. All my time are wasted on the customers &amp;amp; i think its not worth it at all. I hated my job except for my colleagues. &amp;amp; i cant believe i spent my christmas eve getting scolded by 6-8 customers. Since now that im not a worker there anymore , i wanna shout out to all who've ruin my christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"You guys are totally not understanding at all. Im just a school girl who came out to work as a temporary worker. Dont have to be so harsh on me right? My new year wish is to hope u guys get some shit up your mouth &lt;strong&gt;by accident&lt;/strong&gt;. I dont care how u wanna do it. SUCKERS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway now that im officially out of the shitass job , im back to my normal happy life. Sleeping , playing , eating , shitting. But i just realised that im only left with 3 and the half days to enjoy before school starts.... Nice... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Luckily , i spent my thursday &lt;strong&gt;(29th December)&lt;/strong&gt; happily. I met up with Weishi to do some shopping @ F21. GAAAAAAR! It sucks when your pay's not in and u gotta use your own money for transport &amp;amp; shopping. FML.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5789.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Mat &amp;amp; Jared at NEX &amp;amp; had our late dinner. Been long since i had long john silver and it has been long since i ate fast food. GAAAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5810.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5820.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drove to town to fetch Eugene and there's never peace in the car when Mat's around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exorcist III. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed to TCC near Shaw to have some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; then to plaza for some pool. Ew i still hate that place up till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That sums up my day. Been so long since i went shopping , took so many pictures , been to so many places at one day and my night life. Ahhh.. for another 3 and the half day.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-1220048367535110157?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/1220048367535110157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/been-longgg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1220048367535110157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1220048367535110157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/been-longgg.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3513646519194435705</id><published>2011-12-28T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T10:11:07.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner @ Clarke Quay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meet up with &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; , talked , Joke &amp;amp; had our dinner. Because of a small argument that makes me feel so damn guilty , i've decided to ask him out. We seldom dine out , we love home cooked food &amp;amp; when we're together , we're the most laziest people on earth. We can sit there motionless for an hour till a person approach us and ask if we're alright. Feels like we're getting old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we were younger , we had so much things to do! We have endless amount of places to go , places to play. Swim , playground , stroll , shopping , etc etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The whole conversation for today was mostly about cars. I have no idea what has gotten into this dude's brain that he can't stop looking at cars! He sent me home after our stroll by the pubs/clubs. He borrowed my laptop &amp;amp; immediately search for sgcarmart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Come to think of it , thank goodness i got that little knowledge about cars brands and the COE shits where we've learnt during Social Studies lesson. So because of that at least we have something to talk about. Its good to have a common interest with someone who youre hanging out with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I AM SO LAZY TO CONTINUE THIS BLOGPOST BECAUSE APPARENTLY EBAY IS DISTRACTING ME. GOODBYE DUCKIES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3513646519194435705?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3513646519194435705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/dinner-clarke-quay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3513646519194435705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3513646519194435705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/dinner-clarke-quay.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-951382807857890139</id><published>2011-12-27T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:27:08.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most comfortable person on earth i'd like to be with...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_2983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who knows your bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;The one who knows your daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;The one who grew up with you.&lt;br /&gt;The one who goes through teenage crisis with you.&lt;br /&gt;The stages of growing up , Playing at the playground to treating club as a playground.. He's there looking after you.&lt;br /&gt;Entering secondary school &amp;amp; graduating together. Thats all i want to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-951382807857890139?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/951382807857890139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/most-comfortable-person-on-earth-id.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/951382807857890139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/951382807857890139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/most-comfortable-person-on-earth-id.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7005059527583625469</id><published>2011-12-27T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:44:16.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im back to blogging for good (Hopefully). I would rather rant on on blog and result in people disliking me than keeping all the troubles to myself or my counselor &amp;amp; start growing wrinkles , pimples , knuckles. (HA!) Argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so sick and tired of people not accepting who am i and i dont see a need to change for anyone else. I am born this way , god gave me this personality , character. If i love dogs and u love dog shits , u dont expect me to switch my love to shits. I think people are unique and yes , we all definitely have different taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have tattoos and my relatives/friends cant accept it. It was just so annoying to have to hide it and let my hair down whenever we're paying for a visit. Foundation here &amp;amp; there. Can't you just accept me for who i am. It is so difficult &amp;amp; i dont feel good always needed to hide here &amp;amp; there. Wasting my damn expensive foundations just to impress my relatives " Waaaa. Grow up already! So &lt;em&gt;"guai"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(good)&lt;/strong&gt; now!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why can't they see me as the person who appreciate art thats why i got myself a tattoo? I tattoo for meaning. I dont tattoo stupid things like a piece of leaf , spongebob , heart shape or crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In my life , i'm always accepting others. I am always doing what other people like and not myself. Why can't i just do some things that i really like &amp;amp; not get critise or scolded. I love reading story books. Why do people have to say nasty things (even if its a joke it gets annoying). I would just smack the book right into the next person's face who says that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I stopped drinking because that particular dude asked me to. Yes i stopped , but why the hell are you still smoking behind my back? Since u like it , i let you do it. I did not mention a single word. Dont u fucking feel guilty at all? Fuck you. Why can i accept who you are but u cant accept who i am. Always asking me to enjoy life but how to? With so many damn restrictions &amp;amp; complains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So fucking childish. Teenage love story? I stop you from smoking when we're together but when i broke your heart someday , you'll smoke 2-3 packs a day. Sounds familar huh? Because thats what all stupid teens does! So cliche. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so pissed off now! Im gonna confess every thing tomorrow! I wanna clear shits. I want people to love me for who i am and not always trying to be nice to make you love me. This is NOT ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gosh. Shouldnt have drank mocha just now because im having difficulties sleeping right now. FML FML FML FML FML! &amp;amp; im going tanning early in the morning tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/pic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only my sister accepts me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/pic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/pic3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7005059527583625469?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7005059527583625469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7005059527583625469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7005059527583625469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/12/different.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-8346467575568366210</id><published>2011-11-04T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:20:41.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im not trying to be an attention seeking whore but i just feel like blogging about my hand right now since everybody's asking me " What happened?" &amp;amp; this is the most interesting thing in my life right now. I would also like to thank those who sms &amp;amp; even called me asking me to take good care of my hand and yada yada. Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happened was i fell down while surfing at Wavehouse on Wednesday night.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I fell &amp;amp; hit right against the surf board and was pushed back by the force of the wave. It was fucking painful... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like what i said on the previous post , I was suppose to go to the hospital A&amp;amp;E on that night but i refused to go thinking that it was just a minor thing. I used to be in the netball team and i often injured myself. I dislocated my arm , my wrist is loose , my leg bone cracked. Ive been through alot of shits but i can say that this was one of the most painful one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didnt had a good sleep on Wednesday night because i was in pain &amp;amp; it hurt so bad when i toss around the bed. The next day , mom took leave from work &amp;amp; accompanied me to Dr Louis (My family doctor) We cabbed there. My heart was thumping very fast. I sat down &amp;amp; Louis examine my hand. He compared my left shoulder with my right &amp;amp; notice that it was uneven. My left arm seemed to be lower than my right. He refered me to KK hospital emergency ward immediately. I was so fucking scared lah! It was the first time he cant fix my broken arm &amp;amp; referred me to the hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; I waited for dad to come &amp;amp; he send us to KKH immediately. I sobbed a little okay... it was so fucking painful and i kept holding onto my left arm. When we reached the hospital , i went to register &amp;amp; then sent for xray immediately. Waited for quite a long time then doctor examine me. Doctor couldnt find the problem &amp;amp; consultatant examine me instead. They keep forcing me to lift my hand up. I COULDNT! I nearly burst into tears when that bitch force to lift my left arm up. SO BLOODY PAINFUL. So it happened that i might have a minor dislocation &amp;amp; ligament tear. It is 2 in 1! FUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i had a cast on my arm right now. I'll be going thailand with my cast TOMORROW. So bitches who hate me , be happy that i got my retribution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/b5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/a2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby Darella is here to accompany meeee! Sadly i cant hug her. Shes a baby!!! SO CUTE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH! I'll be going to thailand from the 5th onwards. Hopefully i wont be caught in the flood. Argh! We've booked the air tickets 2 months in advance when everything was still good. Didnt want to postpone the trip because i will be having my music examination soon &amp;amp; we've alrdy paid a sum of money. So i'll be back with 5 bags of clothes &amp;amp; will do a haul post is possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to slack around in the living room now. Au revior! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-8346467575568366210?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/8346467575568366210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/11/ouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8346467575568366210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8346467575568366210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/11/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3512597027944438090</id><published>2011-11-02T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:29:24.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wavehouse horror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went wavehouse with Mat , Jared &amp;amp; 2 babies yesterday (2nd Nov). Surfing was awesome as usual. Surfed from 6-7 and 8-9pm. &amp;amp; Know what , i dislocated my left arm during the 2nd surfing session. The pain was so horrible. At first i thought it was just a sprain but when i got home , the upper part of my arm couldnt move at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parents intended to send me to the hospital yesterday night but i refused to go. I got lectured by my two sweet oldies (Mom&amp;amp;Dad) of course &amp;amp; mom said if i needed somebody to help me hook my bra , i can always seek her for help. Does she sound like shes angry ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm currently waiting for my mom to get home &amp;amp; then visit my family doctor. I cant believe i actually slept with such horible &amp;amp; terrible pain last night &amp;amp; thats th reason why i woke up pretty early this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Furthermore im going on a date later. I bet my arm will be wrapped up with toilet paper. HOW TO LOOK GOOD LIKE THAT? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going overseas on Saturday to Wednesday. So fassssssst! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3512597027944438090?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3512597027944438090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/11/wavehouse-horror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3512597027944438090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3512597027944438090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/11/wavehouse-horror.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-2033604249205022397</id><published>2011-10-30T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:45:48.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working.. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im gonna leave for work in about 10 more minutes &amp;amp; since i have this tiny bit of time , i shall give a short post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I havent really been taking care of my body. My pimples are all around my face , black head , eating oily food , my navel piercing is having infection. Im just too lazy to care about all these n being "pretty" (omgah.. so pretty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway , life has been pretty good to me these few days just that when it comes to night time alone in my bedroom with FURFUR , i'll start to think of nonsensical thing. Its just a girl's mind. Ive been out very often these few days &amp;amp; i havent been giving a proper post. Wait till im back from work which is 12midnight tonight. ( No , i dont work as a social escort )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll279/EpicWizard/web1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll279/EpicWizard/web2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE! XO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-2033604249205022397?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/2033604249205022397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2033604249205022397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2033604249205022397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/working.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3908196082547117870</id><published>2011-10-29T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:17:44.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words to cheer myself up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_55361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody can ever ruin you. Its your attitude &amp;amp; mindset that pull you down. Why cares about what others say? You're born to prove to god that youre someone who can stand up on your own feet &amp;amp; be someone successful. You dont live for anyone. I ruined myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_55242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_55551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is just an illusion , everything is just a test. People around you dont stay with u forever. They might literally leave you or just pass away. Your life too. Who knows what's gonna happen after you die? This is just one life that youre living , you just borrowed this body to test yourself on how strong you are &amp;amp; how you take care &amp;amp; manage this life of yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why take things so seriously ? Life is just a game. Not a Monopoly game that u can quit easily though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be strong , finish this game because everybody else is playing it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_55411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3908196082547117870?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3908196082547117870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-to-cheer-myself-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3908196082547117870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3908196082547117870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-to-cheer-myself-up.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6087272276560261511</id><published>2011-10-28T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:59:57.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weishi's Sweet 16!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our initial plan was to head to Barrage on that day for a small picnic but we're afraid that it might rain. Unfortunately IT DID NOT RAIN! The girls came over to my place. Sang song , cut and ate cake. Afterwards , we headed to ice edge cafe to have our lunches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess where am i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Right hand side wearing white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did not really take many photos because i was too lazy to dress up and even put on make up. I looked sloppy on that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cant believe i woke up crying today. Did not really cried but my eyes were all teary. Dreamt that my dad gave Furgie away because i bought another 2 dogs home &amp;amp; i splash boiled water on his leg. HAHAHAHA! It was so damn random &amp;amp; i shared my dream with my dad this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/furgie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up &amp;amp; squeeze in my arms before having breakfast. Neglected her these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUAH! Xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have been going out alot recently. But i promise i'll blog more when the pictures are passed to me! Teehees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-6087272276560261511?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6087272276560261511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/weishis-sweet-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6087272276560261511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6087272276560261511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/weishis-sweet-16.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-542838685722031166</id><published>2011-10-24T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:51:13.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MatildaL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those people who doesnt know , the person who i always refer to as Mat is my beloved blood related sister. As for Serea , she's my cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We grew up together &amp;amp; i've known them for 16years. The first time i saw Mat was at the hospital when my mom was carrying me &amp;amp; the 3year-old-kiddo (Mat) will be looking at me. I dont know what's the feeling like seeing my mom pregnant , seeing my mom carrying another baby &amp;amp; my parent's attention will all be on the baby but not me. I can imagine 16 years back the day when my mom carried me on the bed &amp;amp; how Mat felt. Will she be jealous? Is my parents still treating her equally? What was her feeling like? Is she happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mat &amp;amp; my life was pretty complicated. When we were younger , she let me have whatever i want. At times she'll let me choose between 2 options first and then she'll take the one that i did not choose. We were very close when we were very young , we fought and quarrelled almost everyday. Whatever Mat owns , i'll want one too. I cant "lose" to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still remember when i was 2 , my dad brought Mat to a &lt;em&gt;Pasar Malam&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; got her a BIG tweety bird balloon. I wasnt with them because i was sick &amp;amp; was sleeping at home. Just imagine my face when i saw them entering the house with only ONE balloon and that's Mat. Ok.. i snatched it away immediately and we started "fighting" My dad even video-ed that down and it was so silly! No choice my dad has to buy one more for me immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes , my parents pampered Mat &amp;amp; I ALOT. But we're not spoilt brat. We know how to control our money , control what we buy , control our expenses and if out parents say no and give us a good explaination , we'll forget about it. All we need is an explaination &amp;amp; reason not to get something that we want. At times we're clean freak , we dont like going to hawker center , going to dirty toilets &amp;amp; walking on muddy places &amp;amp; people will start saying that we're "rich pampered &amp;amp; spoilt kids" I dont think so. Everybody has a choice of what they like and not like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; FYI we're not rich. You do not know how much time &amp;amp; work we've took to saved up for the things we wanna buy. My dad dont throw money to us if we open our mouth , no such thing in my family. My dad believes that if u work hard &amp;amp; get something u want , it feels like a sense of achievement &amp;amp; you'll feel happier than getting something immediately as a gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mat &amp;amp; i gone through alot together. We're sisters , best friends &amp;amp; "couple" (Ew!)... During our single days , we'll go out for movies &amp;amp; shopping. She will always be there to guide me whenever i have doubt on doing something. When i ran away from home , she knows exactly where to find me. When i was crying because of guy in the middle of the night , she'll accompany me &amp;amp; talked to me despite sleeping for only 2hours the day before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFc0WeZH468/TqZEZUCf24I/AAAAAAAAB_8/-WD1vs5WJfM/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292382758951810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFc0WeZH468/TqZEZUCf24I/AAAAAAAAB_8/-WD1vs5WJfM/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292377577844978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4enylwX4xZ4/TqZEZAvOcPI/AAAAAAAAB_o/T5oUqoxRtqE/s400/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-lmB21JGuQ/TqZEYa_odGI/AAAAAAAAB_g/yjzotBS3vUM/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292367446111330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-lmB21JGuQ/TqZEYa_odGI/AAAAAAAAB_g/yjzotBS3vUM/s400/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292364805314178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jSADaS3Guko/TqZEYRKBFoI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/gbUkqEgn_Ig/s400/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cxwA3qVHXzQ/TqZEYBtpMJI/AAAAAAAAB_I/CmhOZ6W4cn8/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292360659775634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cxwA3qVHXzQ/TqZEYBtpMJI/AAAAAAAAB_I/CmhOZ6W4cn8/s400/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you girls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-542838685722031166?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/542838685722031166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/matildal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/542838685722031166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/542838685722031166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/matildal.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFc0WeZH468/TqZEZUCf24I/AAAAAAAAB_8/-WD1vs5WJfM/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6138123358296363455</id><published>2011-10-23T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T02:22:41.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3D2N BATAM TRIP! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(picture spam! Be prepared!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;16years old - This is my first trip overseas over 24hours with my friends. I enjoyed it &amp;amp; still missed batam so badly right now! Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I didnt sleep at all. Or i should say 4hours &amp;amp; i was only half asleep throughout this 4 hours? I was waiting for texts. My mind was all about Deelan. Why can't i just get him off my mind. I was thinking i wouldnt enjoy this trip at all. I wanted to back out , wanted to tell Mat that i dont have the mood to go , i want to stay in Singapore , somewhere closer to him. But i have no choice , i gotta go because Mat &amp;amp; Jared planned this trip 3 weeks ago and it was a difficult trip. They've planned &amp;amp; organised everything smoothly. Mat gotta drive up and down Singapore to the agency , to collect passports , money and back to the agency. If i back out , their efforts will go waste. I was tearing , breaking down &amp;amp; was miserable. I fell asleep eventually... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;19th October 2011 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up at 6am , texted Deelan telling him how i feel &amp;amp; thank goodness things got better. Power nap until 8 and got up to prepare. Everybody gathered at my place for breakfast &amp;amp; we took MRT right after eating. Reached Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal at 10+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at my eyebags. I really didnt had good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who's leopard print bag is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got up the ferry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4895.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reached!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batam View Resort/Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Mat &amp;amp; Jared went to check it , we gone crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First day , the weather was pretty good at first. Everybody got up to their hotel room to change &amp;amp; we went to play beach volleyball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Room's view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The stupid weather got worst and it was raining heavily. So we've decided to cabbed down to Mega Mall to do some shopping and also have our lunch , dinner &amp;amp; stock up food from the supermart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A&amp;amp;W! Extinct in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After an hour...&lt;br /&gt;Their stuffs is fucking cheap! I love the look on our faces when we calculated and the chips only cost 50cent SGD. Our favourite phrase " GRAB MORE IF ITS ONLY FREAKING 50CENT" I swear we're like NTUC Batam aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the way they sell nuggets.... umm.. No comments. Will u dare to try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Total amount of snacks we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mahjong at night ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;20th October 2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buffet breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrew said he had fetish for eggs because he ate like 12345678 eggs for just one morning. We were all speechless &amp;amp; Jared suddenly said " Fetish means u'll get horny when u see eggs...." Is that true Andrew? Nobody knows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love Mattie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Room view again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got back to the hotel after breakfast , rested &amp;amp; off to the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camwhore in the room. ( Ugly Andrew , Angmoh Brendan , Retarded Serea &amp;amp; Pretty Amanda)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the background in these picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at Jared's shadow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked down to Kayak and see what we saw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KITTIES! ♥ SUPER ADORABLE. But the mother kept staring at me. Bloody hell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serea dared me to run near the mom but NO , they're too cute .. cept for its mom. So "dao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last dinner there. Went to the seafood restaurant. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;21st October 2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically we just buy gifts for friends &amp;amp; ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_5402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brendan's sad that we're going back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reached Singapore. Back to reality. Back to tearing and breaking down every single night. I miss you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-6138123358296363455?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6138123358296363455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/3d2n-batam-trip-picture-spam-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6138123358296363455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6138123358296363455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/3d2n-batam-trip-picture-spam-be.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-1260484573065153133</id><published>2011-10-17T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:13:20.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-536cbd2babff24a0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D536cbd2babff24a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333669124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4622B46516D7D32928EF0A680283D1A17D9CD446.6CEE14023C5414A9B32CA5A0670FE9C47347F2D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D536cbd2babff24a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da9PjNE0ZzaNbihtWDYkxN8_oJsk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D536cbd2babff24a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333669124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4622B46516D7D32928EF0A680283D1A17D9CD446.6CEE14023C5414A9B32CA5A0670FE9C47347F2D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D536cbd2babff24a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da9PjNE0ZzaNbihtWDYkxN8_oJsk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spend almost my entire night at the swimming pool. Broke down for the 100th time this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Came home &amp;amp; did this. I promise this shall be my last. No more sad Amanda. Just a normal happy one. I dont expect much either. Im back to the life i used to lead in Primary school. Gonna be difficult but i know i can do it. Watch on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Screwed up facebook disabled me from uploading videos)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-1260484573065153133?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/1260484573065153133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/spend-almost-my-entire-night-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1260484573065153133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1260484573065153133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/spend-almost-my-entire-night-at.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-1120884903823887408</id><published>2011-10-11T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:02:58.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensosa! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shi &amp;amp; i went to Sentosa , wanting to go for sun tan there on Saturday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(8th OCT).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Unfortunately there were NO SUN AT ALL but it was a pretty nice weather for a swim in the sea with the fishes and disgusting seaweeds sticking onto your body when youre having a good swim &amp;amp; you gotta swipe it away and by the time you've already drowned. But no , a "good" swimmer like me apparently didnt die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Come to think of swimming , i was forced to learn swimming at the age of 5? As my dad says that its compulsary to know how to swim. So he every Sunday he'll bring us (Mat &amp;amp; I) to Clementi just to learn swimming from his friend. I HATED HIS FRIEND I SWEAR &amp;amp; I hated swimming! Yeah i love dipping in the pool and not moving but dont ask me to blow my PJ under the water trying to float myself! ( you know you'll often see kids learning to use their pyjamas to float in the water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think it doesnt help. Just imagine you're on a cruise and it is sinking. Does ship only sink at night when ure wear those ugly Pjs? What if you're showering and naked? What if you're wearing G-string on that day! WHAT?! &lt;strong&gt;HOW U BLOW UP YOUR G-STRING TO SAVE YOURSELF. MIGHT AS WELL DIE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remembered Mat love to tickle me ( i think she have a thing for me...) whether in water , whether young , old , when im sleeping , when im playing. Every single time! And there was once i nearly drowned because of her tickle in a 1.8m pool. And so that's partly the reason why i stopped learning. Its also a hassle going down from Kovan all the way to Clementi to learn an hour of swimming and back home! I hate it! NO INTEREST AT ALL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now im pretty happy as i know how to swim. So you people should force your kids to go for swimming lessons next time and stop once u see your elder daughter tickling your younger daughter in the 1.8m water ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shi &amp;amp; i went swimming all around and lying on the sand relaxing , looking at the sky. I just love that feeling like " ahh.. N levels are over..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its currently 10pm now , im going to NEX's NTUC to get some drinks &amp;amp; then off to meet my kitties to discuss about my upcoming batam trip on 17-19OCT ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Au Revior! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*My dark circles are REALLY bad..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-1120884903823887408?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/1120884903823887408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sensosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1120884903823887408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1120884903823887408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sensosa.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-56590833475759729</id><published>2011-10-10T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T06:34:26.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exaggerating! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh hey guys! Im back to blogging &lt;strong&gt;after reading my story book. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So... What's your first reaction be like after that sentence " &lt;strong&gt;After Reading MY BOOK&lt;/strong&gt;" ?! I bet you'll be like " OMG , YOU READ?!" Hell yes! Im a normal human being too! Why can't i read? I really hate all these exaggerating comments coming from people like " OHMYGOD! You dont look like you do..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i would like to apologised because YES I READ STORY BOOKS LIKE OTHER PEOPLE but i didnt have time to because i was having my examination and all i do was reading textbooks for the last few months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things that i said &amp;amp; often resulted in shocking expressions &amp;amp; remarks :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) I know how to play the piano &amp;amp; a little bit of the guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2) Im learning vocal from yamaha right now &amp;amp; im a grade 3-5. Depending on my performance to take the examination end of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) I READ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4) I go on the treadmill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5) I was once from the netball team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) I DONT DRINK NOW.&lt;/strong&gt; Except ONCE , a few days back. But when i tell people that i dont anymore , they claim that im lying &amp;amp; making excuses of not to meet them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway alcohols are really fattening. Thats why i stopped drinking them. It is made up of potatos (carbohydrate) and why not make yourself high and drunk by asking your mom to make &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;potato ice blend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for you to consume..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7) I nearly picked up skateboarding ( Yeah .... so manly! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8) Im a part timer from Create Talent&lt;em&gt; ( Find it out yourself will you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9) I classified as a friendly &amp;amp; outgoing person to my new friends &lt;em&gt;*giggles and smug*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i955.photobucket.com/albums/ae34/dturco/Shocked%20faces/omg_wtf-lol-cat-300x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woah.. Are u shocked right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn103/meownappyfromspace/Cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hehe , i dont care about what u think. Im happy the way i am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So please! Keep your comments to yourself.. umm umm! &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/1714003087443517803-56590833475759729?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/56590833475759729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/exaggerating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/56590833475759729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/56590833475759729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/exaggerating.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i955.photobucket.com/albums/ae34/dturco/Shocked%20faces/th_omg_wtf-lol-cat-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-1815600587544223427</id><published>2011-10-08T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:36:09.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My major examinations ended on the &lt;strong&gt;6th OCTOBER&lt;/strong&gt; and after that day my life has been really happening and awesome. Except for relationship issues which i cant be bothered. BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6th october 2011 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After my papers , i spent sometime with my dearest Deelan &amp;amp; headed out at night to meet Weishi &amp;amp; we went to Mustafa!!! That's the only mall which is still open at that time (24hours). We went to check out &lt;em&gt;epilators&lt;/em&gt; as we're planning to get one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Epilators are like shaver but instead , it roll &amp;amp; pluck hair instead of shaving)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The salesperson was so UNFRIENDLY! He let us tried and know what? A strand of long curly , &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pubic-hair-alike&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dropped out from the epilator &amp;amp; i cant help but kept making nasty comments &amp;amp; was pulled away by weishi.... Anyway we got in from another shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yeah , im a hairless freak now , no more of a hairy monkey! -.- Blame my dad! NOT ME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7th October &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went for job hunting right after my music lesson with Weishi &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; IM FUCKING BROKE NOW&lt;/strong&gt;. Instead of looking for jobs , we were shopping! So disappointed looking at the amount left in my bank. Rob me anybody , the money can only buy u a pack of chicken rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Came home with big bags of clothes , shoes and lingeries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went out at night to meet my neighbours &amp;amp; Mat to plan for our upcoming Batam trip. I was pretty crazy that night. Went to climb on Mac donald's bike found in my carpark &amp;amp; got capture on mat's cam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/417473615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mat then drove to Mac &amp;amp; i acted like a butch by playing with Drew's cap &amp;amp; a group of army boys were annoyed by me when i took off the cap and swing my hair. Bitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/417491164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CUTE RIGHT! HAHAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed back to my crib for a drink &amp;amp; knock off after that. Slept on the floor with Furgie on that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-1815600587544223427?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/1815600587544223427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/hola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1815600587544223427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1815600587544223427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/10/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5348392381972276185</id><published>2011-09-26T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:05:18.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4661-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im back again! Im only left with 2 weeks of school and im off to holidays!!!&lt;/div&gt;I shall blog again! I'll have many pictures &amp;amp; my life will be wonderful by then! ♥ Mua!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-5348392381972276185?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5348392381972276185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5348392381972276185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5348392381972276185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5663964528349174290</id><published>2011-09-12T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T00:47:04.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Copyrighted?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi Bitches im back to blogging. Well apparently im not dead YET. I didnt have the time to update because of my Major examinations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that half of my examinations is over , im here to rant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.... AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've notice really weird , selfish and funny in a sense that .. (well im just being sarcastic) people nowadays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have u ever heard of ur friends saying " Ohmygod. You copied my sense of style! What is wrong with you?!" And they'll start going around telling the whole world that u have no sense of orginality? why? Because u copied her sense of style? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really cant stand people like this. Imma 2nd january baby and im older than most people in my cohort , which means that im born earlier to those slow people who dont get it... Can i say that u copied me and came out from the same hole as my mom and because of that , i didnt wanna befriend with you ? &lt;strong&gt;NO I DID NOT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What the hell is wrong with you guys! Im sure that you did not start the trend. You're probably copying others as well to become what u are now , isnt it? Be it friends , celebrities , relatives , family members. Because i do that too. Instead of using the word 'copy' , use 'inspired'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You'll be more than happy to hear ur friends telling u , "omg , you inspired HelloKitty and now that she's wearing a jumper &amp;amp; a ribbon on a head too!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSTEAD OF &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;" OMG! HELLOKITTY COPIED U! SHE LOOK LIKE A HOBO NOW!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Copy &amp;amp; Inspire are two different word. So please! Although it did not happen to me but i seriously wanna stop childish people from this thinking , especially girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will u get pissed if i have the same name as ur mom? HAHAHA! JUST KIDDING PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AU REVIOR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-5663964528349174290?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5663964528349174290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/09/copyrighted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5663964528349174290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5663964528349174290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/09/copyrighted.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7038541266305494503</id><published>2011-08-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T06:52:08.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Webcammy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im having flu and growing moles on my face. So SHUTUP BECUSE IM NOT IN A GOOD MOOD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-3gH4r8ofw/TlZSxErqkPI/AAAAAAAAB_A/eUjoaLF5cOs/s1600/file6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644790185979449586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-3gH4r8ofw/TlZSxErqkPI/AAAAAAAAB_A/eUjoaLF5cOs/s400/file6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Karma for laughing at teachers &amp;amp; laughing at people having moles. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ukx0ciA44CM/TlZSw2kf4CI/AAAAAAAAB-4/hEgoC_ZvG_g/s1600/file4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644790182191292450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ukx0ciA44CM/TlZSw2kf4CI/AAAAAAAAB-4/hEgoC_ZvG_g/s400/file4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghRyuN8t8Ms/TlZSw9yiGpI/AAAAAAAAB-w/lMxcxyNYQZg/s1600/file3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644790184129206930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghRyuN8t8Ms/TlZSw9yiGpI/AAAAAAAAB-w/lMxcxyNYQZg/s400/file3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzMRIFBg95A/TlZSwi1KWGI/AAAAAAAAB-o/yl1OEU1m_RE/s1600/file1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644790176892475490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzMRIFBg95A/TlZSwi1KWGI/AAAAAAAAB-o/yl1OEU1m_RE/s400/file1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7038541266305494503?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7038541266305494503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/webcammy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7038541266305494503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7038541266305494503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/webcammy.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-3gH4r8ofw/TlZSxErqkPI/AAAAAAAAB_A/eUjoaLF5cOs/s72-c/file6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-2733003290550920017</id><published>2011-08-22T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T04:16:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My awesome weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had an awesome weekend!&lt;/div&gt;Went out with DJ on Saturday around Orchard &amp;amp; chill at night with the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chilled by the poolside and got too noisy because Chester was playing some stupid Russian TROLOLO song &amp;amp; kept repeating that it was his ringtone. Neighbours threw several eggs down and landed in the pool. Poor management gotta clean it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not bring my camera down to play. Jared was letting the rest try his new " Red Label Tea" that he've mixed and was commented that it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/alcohol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i did not try because i've decided not to touch it &amp;amp; gotta stop for now.&lt;br /&gt;So we headed home at 6am , watched final destination &amp;amp; slept till 9-10am and waited for Deelan's text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was up and did not nap after that. Forcing myself to be awake because i dont wanna waste my precious sunday away! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad brought Mat &amp;amp; I to some 1960s coffeeshop for dinner &amp;amp; we get to taste some famous Singapore hawker food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Their Chicken rice and Nasi Lemak cost 5bucks each! Its cheap and expensive. Cheap because of the atmosphere but expensive because ... chicken rice... 5bucks? what's ur reaction? It is just a normal plate summore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3rd picture is bird nest. Some old-school drink which my parents love and cost 5cent in the past. Ask your parents!!! But dont ask ur mom if she's 16 and pregnant. She will prolly not know :/ NO OFFENSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ice ball! Mat &amp;amp; I had a bowl each and it was awesome! I love the atap seed (Ata-ji). Is that the spelling? yes no?&lt;br /&gt;atap-ji sounds like some peeping tom in hokkien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4309.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1960s hottie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Awesome kachang puteh. Is the cheapest of the cheapest there! It is only 1buck but! the person roll the paper until super thin that the quantity became very little too. WAHLAO! Anyway i seldom see them selling this around anymore. My fav was the orange prawn one. but sadly they didnt have it :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We headed over to Henderson wave after that &amp;amp; had a short walk. I really enjoyed myself. Unfortunately , i didnt take good pics because i was feeling really tired &amp;amp; i just dont have the mood to take anymore pics. further it was already very dark :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ARGH! IM GOING AGAIN. I DONT CARE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;LOVE THIS PICTURE!!!! Finally one nice pic i took this year! Dont know why is it so special but i just LOVE IT♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Up till now i have no idea what she's doing :S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While Mat &amp;amp; I were walking up to the bridge , we saw a man taking a leak somewhere dark where the trees are surrounded by him. I was shocked at first to see shadow because it is the 7th month. I stopped Mat &amp;amp; told her. We looked at him for 1min then realised that he's actually peeing. When my dad caught up with us , he forced us to go and stop looking! SO FUNNNNNYYYYY!!! IT WAS SO GROSS LAH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore Food Trail &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway! The place with awesome good singapore food is located at the Singapore flyers ground floor. Walk around &amp;amp; you'll definitely find it! I could even smell the BBQ chicken wings from the 2nd floor! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-2733003290550920017?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/2733003290550920017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-awesome-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2733003290550920017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2733003290550920017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-awesome-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-1776657934292276431</id><published>2011-08-19T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:00:02.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rant &amp;amp; grumble and grumble &amp;amp; Rant! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hasnt been a good day for me today. Everything was seriously upside down and this is true. Im not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Firstly&lt;/em&gt; , i went to my music class today after school &amp;amp; my teacher told me that i &lt;strong&gt;will not&lt;/strong&gt; be taking exams this year because im lack of self confident and yaddayadda. Like me? Lack of confident ? I dont think so actually but thank goodness she said she'll give me another chance next week because i somehow proved her wrong. I was quite happy with this part though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secondly&lt;/em&gt; , right after my music lesson , i headed to the library at Esplanade thinking of looking for some music scores to practice and buck up. I came across with this crazy middle-aged man &amp;amp; got his attention. He was smiling to me &lt;em&gt;cheekily&lt;/em&gt; and following me around the whole library and up till now i'll still have goosebumps when i think of it. So i went to play hide and seek with him for awhile till he couldnt find me and i headed out to the bus stop immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for my bus. The first bus arrived and it was veryvery crowded that i could barely fit my bag in. So i waited for the next one which is 22mins. It was also very crowded but slighty better than the one before and so i managed to board the bus. People in the damn bus doesnt wanna move to the back.&lt;br /&gt;The Bus driver started calling " &lt;strong&gt;XIAOMEI , dont stand there! THE DOOR... THE DOOR&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;The passengers on the bus all looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS THEM WHO DOESNT WANNA MOVE IT WHAT CAN I DO?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err ok. I hate people addressing me as XIAOMEI ( younger sister ) Like hey dude , who's your sister?&lt;br /&gt;So i tried moving to the back and some idiots even glare at me EVEN THOUGH i said "&lt;strong&gt; sorry , excuse me&lt;/strong&gt;" Seriously i can rip their boobs apart. They're just so lazy to move their legs and get their ass off to the back. Hello , if youre so lazy to even move ur leg , i pity your husband. Dont blame him for finding another whore out there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus , there was this lady which came very close to me even though many people has already alighted and there were much more spaces. Her packet food + plastic bag is alrdy touching my hand but sadly i didnt have space to move away. We looked at each other but she still did not move that smelly plastic of hers away. I ignored &amp;amp; continue to use my phone , checking twitter , messages and facebook and i could see that she's bloody looking at what im typing.. etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH SINGAPOREAN NOWADAYS! INVADING MY PRIVACY?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once when this lady on the train was playing fishing joy , i didnt even dare to look at their screen because i find it rude AND YET THIS WOMAN IS LOOKING AT MY MESSAGES. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy that i could finally alight! I alighted even one stop earlier so i can stop rubbing my hand against the lady's plastic bag -.- I tapped the card and found out that i only had 70cents left. I could seriously die at that time. I checked my wallet and i only have 50cent which still short of 5cent and i bet those grumpy bus captains wouldnt allow me to board the bus. Sigh and i walked all the way to Woodleigh station with my ear piece on. Thinking about what happened in the library scares me and suddenly this BIG TANNED man jogged passed me and i got a shocked of my life. I JUMPED and this bloody couple saw and started laughing at me. ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im cool. Im still cool. When i reach woodleigh station's escalator , i wanted to change music. So move my hand back to my backpack to the pocket i always put my ipod and i felt a small round object. I took it out and saw a fucking 5cent........ So i actually walked 4 bus stops , got scared by that brown monster and got laughed by the retard couple... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unlucky huh? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got home , i treated myself to a Magnum because of a long tiring bad BAD BAD day. While i was eating , Furgie got excited and JUMPED on me and somehow my magnum dropped on my shirt. Oh woah....&lt;br /&gt;I went to clean it , changed it and i received a mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_0609.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I forgot that i bid for this &amp;amp; so im gonna get it. Its going at 10. Yeah it may be cheap but what if this oh-i-forgot-i-bid-this-item for 10 times? It'll already cost me 100buckies! ARGH!!! And i gotta spend another 10bucks after a bad day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Anyway its an inspired dress from this i saw on my ipod app.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_0582.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_0229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im tired. Longlonglong day tomorrow so i shall head to bed now. Goodnight asses! Please be nice to me for the rest of my life and i wish people can stop fucking calling me "xiao-mei" because im not small. kthx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Au Revior! ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-1776657934292276431?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/1776657934292276431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/rant-grumble-and-grumble-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1776657934292276431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1776657934292276431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/rant-grumble-and-grumble-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3549742303686800124</id><published>2011-08-17T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T05:19:25.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Broken down... "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( A true story) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Walk into Parent's room while mom's watching television* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : Hey mom.. Im feeling so stressed up right now.. * Teary eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom : Hey dear , what happened? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : You know .. School teachers are forcing &amp;amp; stressing us. I know that N levels are coming but i just need a break. Like away from school and tuitions. I just feel like running away. I cant take all these stress anymore&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom : Is there anything i can do about it? Tell me what you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : I want NOTHING from you mom. Nothing at all.. Enough of buying me stuffs. I wont appreciate it anymore. I have a plan long ago.. I want to go to Pulau Ubin for a few days trip alone. I wanna learn to be independent and away from the house. I would also buy a packet of panadol.. I'll take one whenever im feeling upset. But you must be mentally prepared that i might also die anytime. There are only trees and and grasses everywhere over there. Nobody will notice me. Maybe about 1 month later , my body will then be found.. I love you mom. Please respect my decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom : WHAT ARE U THINKING?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : You know mom...i was just thinking... isnt that senario worse than me getting a tattoo? HEEHEE!!! * SMILE WIDELY* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom : * ignore me and continue watching tv* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had so much fun disturbing people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was looking through the pictures i took when i was still a &lt;strong&gt;xiiaolian95&lt;/strong&gt; 3-4 years back &amp;amp; i shall show off these pictures of me to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/he1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/funnyy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/P10-07-09_2140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna date me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/P24-10-08_2031-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deelan in the 1990s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hawt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA! Sorry! Too stress! Ciaos~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3549742303686800124?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3549742303686800124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/broken-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3549742303686800124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3549742303686800124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/broken-down.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7535968608850410198</id><published>2011-08-15T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T03:54:04.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never liked Smokers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everybody have their own pespective , likes &amp;amp; dislikes. This is mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I detest smokers since young. Though i dare to admit that i've tried it before &amp;amp; it sucks but i assume that it was good because thats the only way to blend into the group of friends that im hanging out with in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think if adults do a survey on underage smoking , 8 out of 10 would say that they tried smoking below the age of 18 and i think it's common but ! it is against the law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway for me , after counselling sessions &amp;amp; talks from my relatives &amp;amp; parents , i understood what is right or wrong now. At least i've learnt my lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; of course MAT always assume that that's one of the reason that i looked old. Which may be partially right... Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway , i hate smokers. None of my immediate family memebers smoke &amp;amp; my dad gave up smoking because of Mat , (when my mom was carrying her) My dad sacrifices tobacco because of my mom &amp;amp; i seriously respect my dad. Not because he's my dad but it actually applies to other people too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking can cause lung cancers , heart attacks and what's worse , death &amp;amp; birth defects. Innocent lives ended just because of smoking moms or family members who smokes &amp;amp; innocent kids breathing in 2nd hand smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always tell my friends , Smoking kills. Smoking leads to lung cancer &amp;amp; no silly human on earth would donate a lung to you. But whereas for alcohol , kind souls are still willing to donate liver to save your stupid life. Therefore , drinking is better than smoking! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And they'll go " Ummm...*nod head*" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont take it seriously because thats just nonsense.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyay my granddad has the habit of smoking too.. &amp;amp; thats one of the cause of his death. If not we will still be happily celebrating Chinese New year every single year with his presence. Because of smoking which leads to illness that cant be cured , he made his family member shed tears every single time when he was admitted into the hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the day that he passed away , i could still remember his wife (my grandma) walked up to him , touching his face and sobbing loudly telling him not to leave her alone here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I hate that senario up till today)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of smoking ... Do you think it's worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking leads to having yellowish nails , bad breathe &amp;amp; yellow teeth. I hate that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Girls ! Imagine going out shopping with your boyfriends who's a smoker. Nobody will even serve you in the shop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only way a girl can fall for a smoker is because the girl smokes too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I even have disgusting and gross information about girls who smokes &amp;amp; the consequences they have but NOPE , im not gonna share it here because it gross me out too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe this is true... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/Smoking-and-Your-Lungs1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/smoking-kills-print-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that the 2nd picture is trying to tell people that no matter how hot , how much you've trained in the gym , paying a sum of money to be a member there is no use because you'll still die one day because of smoking :) &amp;amp; youre wasting your own precious money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont believe there's such nonsense as &lt;strong&gt;" OH I CANT QUIT BECAUSE I HAVE NO BALLS!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I agree with the no balls part. But since my dad can , who can't? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Think of people who care for you and would like to stay with you for life. You're nothing but a disappointment to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7535968608850410198?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7535968608850410198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-never-liked-smokers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7535968608850410198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7535968608850410198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-never-liked-smokers.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6271556345295659402</id><published>2011-08-14T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T08:04:49.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too much #2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its 10.30pm right now and i just got home. &lt;strong&gt;WITH AN UNHAPPY SELF&lt;/strong&gt;. I've seriously been spending too much lately. I shouldnt have gone out today. I actually came back home with bags of F21 clothings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mat &amp;amp; i went 313 first after having lunch with Mom &amp;amp; Dad. We bought a number of things &amp;amp; Serea asked us to meet her so we went down to Orchard Xchange and we shopped at the new Forever 21 again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surprisingly there were not many people :) Thats why i have the mood to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just noticed somethings about me after 16years of my life , i'll shop whenever im mad/upset/disappointed/sad/overjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And im feeling kinda upset now. I guess its either PMS or because i feel neglected :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorted out the clothes i've bought recently &amp;amp; its fucking one whole pile. Have no idea what to do with it. How many bodies do i have seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Skirts worth mentioning)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Left: Olive coloured skirt which only cost SGD3. First time getting such a good deal from F21. Right: Bright red skirt i've long wanted to get &amp;amp; i only got it for 25. Im happy but upset too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im feeling really down currently. I dont wanna rant it out on my blog because i dont think this is the right place. Its 80% not because of money + spendings. I just feel not right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That comes into a conclusion that I need to have money management lessons &amp;amp; a listening ear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Any kind soul? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-6271556345295659402?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6271556345295659402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-much-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6271556345295659402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6271556345295659402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-much-2.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6010480408363294621</id><published>2011-08-13T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T08:58:47.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Been spending too much lately. But of course it was all worth it because i always treat it as a motivation to study after buying gifts for myself but.... i think i've gone a little too far this time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No contacts. I swear so stop asking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Argh! I didnt want to see my receipt after i've withdrawn my money today to buy that wallet. But i have to peep at the amount of money i've left in my bank. Still can survive but need to say bye to luxurious goods already. Needa avoid Orchard for a few months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First time buying expensive stuff with my hard-earned and savings. So i bet i'll cherish it more than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway! Im thinking of doing a haul post of what i've bought these few days but im feeling too tired. So tomorrow perhaps! :) &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/1714003087443517803-6010480408363294621?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6010480408363294621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6010480408363294621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6010480408363294621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6848570034187346265</id><published>2011-08-12T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T07:21:39.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodlife #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Headed out after school to meet my girls because it was Yamaha holiday means NO MUSIC LESSON FOR THIS WEEK! I couldnt be any happier than that :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But i do enjoy music lessons too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have been back-combing my hair too much recently to make it like a bun due to the very hot and terrible weather these few days. But it is NOT GOOD for my hair at all! Its all freezy right now even though i've let it down and combed it for 1000times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My beautiful girlfriends♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson Learnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj221/Penelope_Page/pink-toe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been looking high and low for this boots &amp;amp; i have no idea if Dr Marten have it because i've only seen the darker pink one from them and i didnt really like it. So Weishi and i went to Bugis that previous time &amp;amp; i saw it going at 31bucks. The exact same one &amp;amp; they have my size! So i actually didnt buy it because i was in a foul mood and my mind wasnt really shopping at that moment..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went back today looking for it and the person told me it was sold out &amp;amp; he asked me to order which cost 35bucks PLUS i gotta wait for at least 2 weeks before the stocks come in &amp;amp; he asked me to put some deposit first. &lt;strong&gt;NO , I HATE ORDERING STUFFS &amp;amp; PAYING DEPOSITS BECAUSE I ALMOST GOT SCAMMED BEFORE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So a lesson learnt , i must not let my mood affect my shopping. Sigh. I gotta go look for it again. SCREWED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:(((( Worse day of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-6848570034187346265?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6848570034187346265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodlife-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6848570034187346265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6848570034187346265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodlife-1.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6738921883038564373</id><published>2011-08-10T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:09:24.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont look like my age? No? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have enough of this &amp;amp; im here ranting out what i wanna say!&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love making new friends but hate to tell them my age because they'll be saying " Ohmygod , you looked 19,20,21,22,23!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some idiots even say im Mat's elder sister but stupid enough , they know that she can drive but i cant. Does this people even HAVE BRAINS to think before assuming?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate their reactions , their exaggerating reaction! &lt;/span&gt;Come on , at least im not older than you mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been thinking while walking home recently. Whenever i entered into the condo , the same guard will be there opening a door with a smile while i'll walk in like a cool kid. Was wondering... I will still be wearing my uniform next year again &amp;amp; by then will i look even older? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im afraid that next year the guard might say " Hi, goodafternoon. You retained?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGWTFWTFWTF! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know , some guards can be nosey too. One guard even asked me how many kilometer do i run when i was about to hit the gym. Errr...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im getting frustrated by the amount of people giving me the "O.O you dont look your age!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont like it when people asked me to help them buy cigarette and im able to buy! I dont like it when the cashier dont have to look at my IC before i buy liqour or Jollyshandy ( Teehee!) I dont like when i can just walk into a Sex shop without being chased out! ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/kendall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kendall Jenner is also my age ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTIL ONE DAY ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(In Uniform)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friend : Hi Amanda! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me : Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friend : Ohmygod! You strinked alot and u look like lower secondary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me : * WTF , walks away* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOU SEE! The comments people made are just exaggerating , exaggerating and exaggerating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The next day , whole school's laughing at my height even my neighbours JUST BECAUSE THEY GREW TALLER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway i've stopped growing because i asked jingyew &amp;amp; he told me that if we did pumping , sit up when we were in Primary school and we will not grow any more taller because of dontknow what muscle yadayada thing. SeeSee! Netball! I started playing captain ball since 6 and officially joined netball when i was 10 and TILL MY WRIST DROPPED OUT AND NOW NOT GROWING ANYMORE TALLER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This world is unfair OR WHAT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Anyway i dontknow if its true or not?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So that come into a conclusion that I dont like people to talk about my height , my age! Now i know why women are so sensitive when it comes to age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look like my age? Yes ? No?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;( Check out how old Kendall Jenner is and you'll find out how old i am )&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/1714003087443517803-6738921883038564373?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6738921883038564373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-look-like-my-age-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6738921883038564373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6738921883038564373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-look-like-my-age-no.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3667042765432961228</id><published>2011-08-09T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:52:07.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cliche Love Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many people kept asking me what's my current status &amp;amp; i'm sick of answering these questions so im gonna vomit everything out in this blogpost. But since its a blogpost , im gonna make it really longlonglonglong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boring Cliche Start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It all started in&lt;strong&gt; 2007&lt;/strong&gt; , i got my results of which secondary school i was posted to and i went for my orientation &amp;amp; buying of uniforms/books &amp;amp; yadda yadda yadda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New students were called to sit infront ON THE FLOOR while parents were at the back with NICELY ARRANGED CHAIRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I remembered i was sitting next to this mathafucking rude guy who kept staring at me &amp;amp; i got so pissed off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(You know , in Primary 6 imma gangster-wanna-be , so typical Ahlians HATES people staring at them!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So we kept staring at each other &amp;amp; got unhappy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Unfortunately , that guy was Deelan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We went through Secondary 1 camp &amp;amp; rumours started spreading around claiming that he had a crush on me. &amp;amp; it all started with a truth or dare game during the camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OhWell! Im loved. Who doesnt love being loved? At that moment , i treated love as a toy &amp;amp; whoever said that they had a crush on me , i'll definitely get together with him EVEN THOUGH i dont like him/dontknow him well. Yeah 13 year old slut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deelan got my mobile number from my girlfriend &amp;amp; we started texting for awhile &amp;amp; Woots! We got together on 25th March 2008. I wasnt really into him at that moment but i thought it would be fun to provoke my ex-boyfriend because i just broke up not long ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not until a month , we broke off. I got into trouble with the school because of a stupid "almost" fight case &amp;amp; Deelan was involved too &amp;amp; our parents were called down. I told him " Im sorry but we have to break up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He was upset but kept quiet &amp;amp; watch me leave the school with my parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spending too much time together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were really awesome friends as we always hang out in the playground &amp;amp; void deck playing catching , hide-and-seek and all sorts of nonsensical game that we can think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He'll always be there when i fall , when i get into trouble. We did nonsensical &amp;amp; silly things in school. We were never quiet when each other's around. Get into trouble together. Pierce our tongues. Entering into Lan shops with school uniform &amp;amp; got chased out. Walking around in the Terrace houses playing with stray cats. Entering into the school boys toilet to help him with his hair and got screamed &amp;amp; chased out by the janitor. Fought in school. Kicked each other so hard that i had a blueblack -.- Catching fishes from the school pond with bottles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Played with Salt in F&amp;amp;N class , step on muffins and said its a gift to the teacher , disturb D&amp;amp;T teacher &amp;amp; giggled each time he shouts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That was when , my true feelings for him developed. I thought about it every night thinking of him but telling myself that "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; no , imma strong girl. Boyfriend is a WANT not a NEED. I can only rely on myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That day finally came. We were out at the playground like usual and he was in a bad mood standing next to a tree looking at me. I couldnt stop staring at his bright , BIG EYES+ LONG EYELASHES. I stood up and told him " &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveyouandsorryimnotaskingforapatchafterhurtingusomuch!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so quickly that he's reaction to me was like " &lt;em&gt;what the fuck is this bitch talking about&lt;/em&gt;" he glare at me &amp;amp; looked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thinking that i was silly , thinking that we have no more chance of being friends because of confessing&lt;/span&gt; after toying his feelings. I was embarrassed too because it was my first time confessing &amp;amp; i got ignored , i just feel like hiding my head into the toilet bowl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But luckily , i got a message when i got home. Deelan actually texted me asking if what i said was true. &amp;amp; I admitted. I bet at that time he was jumping up and down like a monkey &amp;amp; a donkey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He brought me out for a walk the next day holding my hand &amp;amp; telling some random guy that " eh , my girlfriend sia" OMGWTFSHITFACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still remembered it was so embarrassing &amp;amp; i feel like stuffing his underwear into this mouth at that time. But nope , i did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; we got back together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remembered there was this time , he got into trouble with the law and was send to counselling sessions. I accompained him &amp;amp; waited till everything ends &amp;amp; talked about what they did during their session &amp;amp; he'll always describe the pretty girls he met. ( Lao tiko -.-)&lt;br /&gt;He got into more trouble ( which ive forgotten what ) &amp;amp; was told that he might be send into boy's home. Something just came &amp;amp; crushed me down onto the ground when i heard the news. I was sobbing &amp;amp; told him to change to be a better person. I even made a video of us &amp;amp; wanted to show it to him what will it be like without him.&lt;br /&gt;( I was very good at making videos &amp;amp; wanted to show off my skills too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORTUNATELY , HE DID NOT GO IN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BMX , his passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In 2008 , he started to have this thing for Bikes &amp;amp; i was encouraging him telling him that he should go ahead since it is his hobby. Encouraging him saying that he will be one of the top BMX rider in Singapore someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till today , i think it was a mistake. Because right after my word of encouragement , he started to spend most of his time ONLINE doing BIKE SHOPPING , spending time at the bike shop changing his tyre , handle bar , peg , frame. Modifying his whole bike so that he can jump higher and do stunts or something to impress girls i dontknow. Getting injured , time and time again , here and there and everywhere &amp;amp; i gotta apply cream for him and get rejected every single time! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND ALSO , because of his hobby , we seldom talk much because his mind is all about bikes and bikes and bikes &amp;amp; i tried to love his hobby too so that we have more things to say but i failed. I only learn a thing or two from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He will spend his time out riding and i wouldnt mind because i have things to do at home. At times i would also follow him to see him ride because he wanted to impress me. &lt;strong&gt;HAHA BUT FAIL LAH!&lt;/strong&gt; I'll be playing with the neighbourhood stray cat &amp;amp; meowing at them instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well , things started to get bad because he spent too much time with his bike &amp;amp; leaving me alone at home. I didnt dare to go out with my friends because im afraid that he might come home anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We quarrelled , fought , argued &amp;amp; we broke up again. I , the bitch insisted the breakup because i felt too bored over the relationship. I forced myself to move on and i eventually did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Darella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or those who didnt know what DARELLA IS , she's actually a Mix Maltese &amp;amp; Shihtzu , in other words , puppy that Deelan &amp;amp; I got. We saved up so hard to get her because we think that it'd be great if we have another companion to join us. We headed to Pasir Ris farmway for a hunt &amp;amp; she caught our eye. With a small puffy fat body &amp;amp; baby milk smell , we decided to get her because she was so cute &amp;amp; her eyes are always tiny because she never had enough sleep when she was a pup!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deelan &amp;amp; I actually took turn to take care of her &amp;amp; i can say it is a torturous period for us and mostly for him. I spent the whole night on the Kitchen floor looking after her and patting her to sleep while Deelan spend his night making sure that she's not cold. She needed so much attention and if she wakes up seeing us not around , she'll start whining and crying loudly till we rush to her to give her a hug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My parents did not really approve of Darella because we already had Furgie so i had no choice but gotta let Darella stay with Deelan. Times were rough because Deelan's parents doesnt really like Darella too because they find her like a baby and its troublesome to take care of her. But fortunately , they accepted her. So she's now happily in Deelan's house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to next topic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Days without him + Turning into a bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went really &lt;strong&gt;INTO&lt;/strong&gt; drinking , clubbing , basketball , chilling &amp;amp; almost skateboarding. I was leading a happy life. Deelan will often come back to me saying that he misses me and all i will do is " Stop being disgusting please"&lt;br /&gt;I can think of all sorts of hurting words to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day , he even called me sobbing because he was guilty , feeling so bad and saying that he was really sorry &amp;amp; hope that we can get back together. KNOW WHAT?! I immediately end his call &amp;amp; ignore my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I started become like a really wild child at that period &amp;amp; think that im the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I quarrelled with my schoolmates but Deelan still secretly went up to solve the problems for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; i actually scolded him for being nosey &amp;amp; used foul languages on him saying how useless he is at that time. He told his friends about it &amp;amp; everyone actually tell him to give up on me because im just a useless girl with mouth full of foul languages &amp;amp; ruining every single day of his life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He saved up his allowance to buy roses , small diamond , rings &amp;amp; even booked a chalet inviting all my friends! When i reached the chalet , the lights were off and there was this BIG heart shaped pattern form by candles with a small note &amp;amp; ring in the middle of the candle. I was happy but acted not to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He failed with the chalet's &amp;amp; i was not touched by him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But he did not give up. He tried and tried , as he tried harder each time , the amount of drink i took , the amount of partying i had is going higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When i was torturing myself , i knew that i still have a thing for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then finally , he gave up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to school after the holidays , i was pissed off with him &amp;amp; avoid him whenever i go &amp;amp; thank goodness i was not placed into the same class as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But whenever i see him during our break time , my heart beat gets faster &amp;amp; im always talking to my girlfriends about him until one day somebody asked " Why do u always talk about Deelan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was speechless &amp;amp; was like Bitch , stop it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I texted him one night , telling him that " &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want u , but i dont know if i want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" I was shocked that he actually replied to my text , claiming that he dontknow wtf am i talking about. Its just like saying " &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna shit , but i dont know where to shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It all started with a smile &amp;amp; we got really close. This time its for real &amp;amp; my feelings for him got deeper and deeper &lt;em&gt;like the ocean&lt;/em&gt;~ ( Just adding some "cheerfulness" into it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i didnt dare to confess because he once said he hated drinker. Furthermore heavy drinking makes u fatter &amp;amp; lose confident. HAHAHA!~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were close close close close really close that people start to get annoying because they keep asking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We still do quarrel over small stuffs but a sorry and his burp can actually make us both forget about it and start doing our nonsensical stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quarrelled yesterday because i thought that his attitude towards me sucks these few days &amp;amp; i ought to tell him! I think i was being too harsh again &amp;amp; hurt him.. His friends saw him cried. FOR THE FIRST TIME? NO?YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; So Today.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He actually came up to me saying that his life was miserable &amp;amp; told me the silly things he did yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was so extreme and my heart ache and actually i have no idea why but i started sobbing because the things he said was so touching and i think that he can become a director and produce a movie already. I wont be saying what he did because it was rather personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; partly it was because of me that his life's miserable.. So IMMA B!TCH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I tried to numbed myself by showing no expression but i failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So anyway ! I treated him to Pizza trying to make him feel better and since he always treats me to lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were having heart to heart talk , munching on pizza and watching the fireworks from the rooftop but cant be seen because we missed the timing. Shit face!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_4064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But as we sat down on the roof top slurping Mirinda orange , i kept looking at him &amp;amp; his teary sad eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ohgah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_2978-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Deelan if you're reading this post , look at this video too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VascyLfpNrI?rel=" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i actually spent 2 hours typing this blogpost. Going to bed now! Goodnight lovelies!♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3667042765432961228?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3667042765432961228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/cliche-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3667042765432961228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3667042765432961228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/cliche-love-story.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VascyLfpNrI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5227431749946614304</id><published>2011-08-07T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:53:04.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chow's Farewell dinner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Again , leaving for Aussie for Pilot training. All my neighbours are smart people i swear. One going after another for Pilot training :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; What the hell am i still doing here IN SG?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We went to Ding Tai Feng in NEX and i was training myself to use chopsticks throughout the whole dinning session. I've lost the skill since i was in Primary school &amp;amp; I always play cheat by using 1 chopstick to "POKE" the food instead of " Kiap-ing" it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom's always nagging &amp;amp; claiming that all chinese must know how to use chopstick &amp;amp; even my niece and nephew knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok , W-A-T-E-V-E-R-! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think using chopstick is one of the biggest challenge i face in life ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alright , i shall stop the crap &amp;amp; let the pictures do the talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The awesome china food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3866-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My beautiful sisters♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3887.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then headed to ice edge cafe for our desserts as i wanted to go back so badly to see my ex-bosses &amp;amp; managers. I've worked there last year during my school holidays &amp;amp; even served my teachers too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The advantages is that i'll always get to try out different types of gelatos made by my boss &amp;amp; i should say he's the most talented and skillful person in making gelato!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially his self-made "Bak-Gua" icecream. It tasted salty and sweet at the same time &amp;amp; i love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Killer fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!!! HEAD DOWN TO &lt;strong&gt;ICE EDGE CAFE&lt;/strong&gt; ASAP! It is awesome to hang out with your buddies if you have a sweet tooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The food served are mostly western &amp;amp; have lots of desserts &amp;amp; Gelato!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its located at &lt;strong&gt;2 Kovan Road , #01-10 , Simon Plaza!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please be nice to the waiter/waitresses there because i might be going back there to help out again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They're also hiring and paying part timers $6.50 per hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets end off with a rich boy's photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long champ , JuicyCouture and an expensive clutch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna do night mask now! Au Revior! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-5227431749946614304?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5227431749946614304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/chows-farewell-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5227431749946614304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5227431749946614304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/chows-farewell-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-9008468637084566060</id><published>2011-08-07T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:46:15.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baseball Jackass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna finish this post ASAP because dad just came home with a pack of Grass Jelly with Sea Coconut &lt;strong&gt;* Faint*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been craving for it 2 weeks ago and i finally get to ENJOY IT TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im also currently feeling really tired because i woke up at 11am this morning &amp;amp; went to meet Weishi for my baseball jacket. I was really late because i got carried away by Dad's Muay-thai movie&lt;em&gt; ( Not Ong Bak. )&lt;/em&gt; he was watching &amp;amp; the time i went to prepare was the time i was suppose to meet Weishi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How do i kill off this bad habit?! Can anybody teach me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was really satisfied with the Jacket and Happy with it just that the waiting time was too long. I waited for 1 month for its arrival &amp;amp; actually i wasnt really excited anymore because of the waiting time. GAH! But at least i still get it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got it from &lt;em&gt;Zashion.livejournal.com&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; the price is quite reasonable because i ever saw baseball jacket selling for 97bucks from Topshop and the average price in ebay is 60.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/furgie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep fried long cream puff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the scale of 1-10. How yummy does she look? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway! My condo is celebrating National day right now and im locking myself in my room. No life or what &amp;amp; Mom actually got a table downstairs because they're having flea market. Well... i didnt know Flea market is also the &lt;strong&gt;IN&lt;/strong&gt; thing for &lt;em&gt;oldies&lt;/em&gt; now. HA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright! Goodbye people. Im gonna enjoy my grass jelly now. Long day for me later. Heading down to ice edge cafe to see my manager later as well as to get some icecream because he said he misses me. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-9008468637084566060?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/9008468637084566060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/baseball-jackass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/9008468637084566060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/9008468637084566060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/baseball-jackass.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3487440932370039660</id><published>2011-08-06T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T10:46:36.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A good weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My prelimary examination ended on &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; and i cabbed to Marina square immediately to have a good lunch at our usual cheaply &lt;em&gt;Seoul Garden&lt;/em&gt; with my girls because its like a make up birthday treat for DJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im starting to enjoy life now &amp;amp; forgeting my upcoming paper will be my REAL MAJOR PAPER. OhGAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3754-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tired looking students with no make up and huge eyebags &amp;amp; feeling happy after examination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I headed to meet Serea after my lunch &amp;amp; we went Orchard to do some shopping &amp;amp; i bet she was kinda annoyed because i kept telling her " &lt;strong&gt;See the way people around me dress! Im still wearing my uniform! LOOK!LOOK&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then she'll somehow distract me to other things but i'll bring it up again. I reached home at 10plus &amp;amp; had a very good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next day&lt;/strong&gt; , Shi &amp;amp; I headed to the flea market in Scape. Thats one of our favourite place to visit during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was very crowded and we got a little pissed off with the temperature &amp;amp; we're all fighting for oxygen. I think we dont mind dying due to lack of oxygen because we get to Shop &amp;amp; see clothes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/DSC07595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/DSC07603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She brought her awesome looking bag!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I did not take much pictures because i was looking really awful on that day. I guess it was due to the lack of sleep these few days. Im so glad that i dont have to stay up late anymore to pretend that im studying ♥ HAPPY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fleas = Shopping = More clothes = Happy me = No more space for wardrobe = Angry me. Anyway i got some mad cheap stuffs &amp;amp; I LOVEEE IT ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alright , as for now , part of enjoying life means i shall go and catch a movie &amp;amp; then off to bed. I'll be collecting my Baseball Jacket tomorrow &amp;amp; shall blog more about it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Au Revior!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3487440932370039660?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3487440932370039660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3487440932370039660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3487440932370039660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5262273200562627798</id><published>2011-08-04T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T08:24:50.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Duck Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MtN1YnoL46Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that idiotic tune of this song will be stucked in your head for days &amp;amp; i kept singing during my exam -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-5262273200562627798?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5262273200562627798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/duck-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5262273200562627798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5262273200562627798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/duck-song.html' title='The Duck Song'/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MtN1YnoL46Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-2700385968125111914</id><published>2011-08-03T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T06:03:24.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Arrived! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ohgod Im so&lt;em&gt;soso-happy&lt;/em&gt; because my items has arrived! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was still ranting to myself &amp;amp; wondering where the items were while i was sitting for my exams the few days back but after it was mailed to me yesterday , i still day dream during exams but instead , thinking of how am i gonna match it ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at my ebay username! Its so embarrassing &amp;amp; dad knew it was mine &amp;amp; not Mat's because of the not-so-creative-name. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3719.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Sheer top , A Beach Dress &amp;amp; A Pencil Red/orangy skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3668.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3680.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway i actually kinda find the beach dress ugly because the picture i saw on ebay is alittle different but overall its still okay. I only paid 8bucks for it so i should just shut up and not complain &amp;amp; expect too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im so not willing to put on make up just to take pictures because i have a very important CHEMISTRY paper tomorrow , i have bad hair day &amp;amp; My eyebags are looking pretty bad as u can see from the picture :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Luckily I know how to remove eyebags :&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Sleep for as long as you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm having a long weekends &amp;amp; holidays after my examinations &amp;amp; i shall Sleep , eat , shop , shit &amp;amp; SLEEP! &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/1714003087443517803-2700385968125111914?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/2700385968125111914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/arrived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2700385968125111914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/2700385968125111914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-901527392544752820</id><published>2011-08-01T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T06:38:29.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im a cheapskate &amp;amp; I enjoy being one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im currently feeling really worried about the items ive bought online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Argh! It has been almost a week and it was not here yet! I got it from ebay &amp;amp; from my 101 experiences ebay usually delivers within 3-5days. Furthermore the items i've bought was all from SG! I'm hell excited for it to be mailed to me but at the same time worried that i might be scammed :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I bought a skirt , beach dress &amp;amp; Sheer top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Although it was only 21bucks spent. I'm still worried. Even if its 5bucks i will also be feeling the same &lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE I KNOW HOW DIFFICULT IT IS TO EARN THAT SUM OF MONEY BACK AS A STUDENT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I stop relying much on my parents every since this year. I know they're not gonna be there for a lifetime. Every monday allowance means every monday. No extra , No less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Argh! Im so impatient right now &amp;amp; i feel like digging out all the mails in singpost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think quality beats quantity when it comes to clothing. Because i would rather have MORE clothes made of lousy quality material than having a few which is made of real leather , cow skin , sheep fur , dog's ear , Barney's mascot or whatsoever which cost a BOMB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You dont even have to bother to save so much just to get 1 good piece of cloth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; wouldnt it be embarrassing to wear the same piece of cloth for 1 WHOLE WEEK?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont buy branded. I buy thailand brands , i love F21 , i like Cotton on and love going to flea markets! I dont go for ZARA , BEBE , &lt;em&gt;BANANA&lt;/em&gt; ( &lt;em&gt;a shop where they sell jap clothes &amp;amp; a piece cost about 50dollars&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE EBAY!&lt;/strong&gt; My only best companion throughout my prelims week!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 buck Korean nail polish. HiakHiak~ I always get good deals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe someday u should stop looking at brands &amp;amp; instead , look at the uses of the product/item. Eventually you'll find out... they're all the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-901527392544752820?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/901527392544752820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-cheapskate-i-enjoy-being-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/901527392544752820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/901527392544752820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-cheapskate-i-enjoy-being-one.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7798965333902873168</id><published>2011-07-30T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T08:34:18.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im addicted...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its the prelims "season" &amp;amp; i've been pampering myself WAY TOO MUCH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheesy sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disgusting yet yummy tuna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jiggly Jelly fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Black sasame + Green Tea icecream which my girlfriends hate the most! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been doing online shopping almost every night but the good thing is that i didnt spend much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But.. i should be studying &amp;amp; NOT DOING SHOPPING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7798965333902873168?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7798965333902873168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7798965333902873168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7798965333902873168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-addicted.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-9210608149867097705</id><published>2011-07-29T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T08:22:55.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*SCREAM!* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( No make up involved)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can see it from my eyes the reason why i couldnt have a proper post today.... Its teary &amp;amp; just look at my enormous eyebags..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVENT BEEN SLEEPING WELL &amp;amp; IM GONNA SLEEP TILL 5PM TOMORROW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOODNIGHT! TGIF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-9210608149867097705?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/9210608149867097705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/scream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/9210608149867097705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/9210608149867097705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/scream.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7635506542537053592</id><published>2011-07-27T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T05:32:24.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does red suits me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently i've went online shopping &amp;amp; saw this website , &lt;em&gt;smoochiezz&lt;/em&gt; selling makeups/lipsticks &amp;amp; i've long wanted to get one but sadly , didnt have th time to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saw them selling one whole range of lipsticks from black to white &amp;amp; its only 6bucks per lipstick as compared to those selling in watson..Well , Im trying to get a cheap one to try out first because i have no idea , up till now which colour/type of lipstick suits me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i've decided to give it a try by buying from smoochiezz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ordered on Monday &amp;amp; i've already received it today! (Which is wednesday) So incredibly fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When dad passed me the envelop as he came back from work.., the moment i saw it was from smoochiezz , i was jumping high and low till i threw my art aside and have th " &lt;strong&gt;later then do lah&lt;/strong&gt;" thinking again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can assure this kind of thinking will eventually kill me and lead me to working in a fastfood restaurant after graduation....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So please dont follow me. Im always a bad example! Everybody knows that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im lazy , I dont wanna study , i have the " &lt;em&gt;tomorrow , tomorrow , tomorrow&lt;/em&gt; " habit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay , back to topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so i've tried it on and i look really weird , seriously. I was looking at the mirror wanting to cry because after looking at myself in the mirror , people might recruit me to juggle infront of kids , make balloons &amp;amp; even perform for them.. ( in other words clown )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cleaned it off immediately after looking like ronald macdonald...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was thinking " 6bucks just gone like this! I could have used it to buy a macspicy meal for Deelan!!! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didnt wanna make myself regret. Furthermore i really like it alot! So i tried it on again and this time , i put slightly lesser than what i did before &amp;amp; it turn out not bad!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think i've put too thick for the first time. Anyway the lipstick's really good ! Better than Mom's expensive lipsticks!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay~ Im so happy right now &amp;amp; ive decided to take some picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3513.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quality sucks aye? That's because.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3512.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took pic directly from my lappy!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was wearing one of my favourite dress plus stocking which many people think that it's ugly! I love it alot the moment i first saw it and it was only going at 10bucks at a clearance sale in Far East ! I was so happy and was giggling throughout my whole journey home ! HAHAHA. Nah , i was just exaggerating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But as i asked some opinions from my friends , they would say " even if u give me as a gift , i may not accept it" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Asses! People have different tastes right?! If not all of our boyfriends would have the same face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7635506542537053592?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7635506542537053592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/does-red-suits-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7635506542537053592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7635506542537053592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/does-red-suits-me.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7796437680675204107</id><published>2011-07-26T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T07:07:36.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1001 things left undone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ohmygod! I really have no idea it was already 9.45 when i'm typing this post! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have so many things left undone that i have no idea when to start and therefore not wanting to complete them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. This homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. That homework&lt;br /&gt;3. This home work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. That homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. This homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. That homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Notice mostly are of studies? Ohgod! Poor me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna escape from this stressful city forever! I dont mind staying in villages but just dont take away my handbags!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAD THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My english teacher wanted us to cut out articles from newspaper and keep them for reference. When i enter the toilet this afternoon , this was what i saw....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My maid used my newspaper for Furgie's poop/pee! ARGH ! KILL MEEEEEEEEEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope my teacher dont see if this..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My stupid life's upside down now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3401-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7796437680675204107?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7796437680675204107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/1001-things-left-undone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7796437680675204107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7796437680675204107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/1001-things-left-undone.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-8105177968388432879</id><published>2011-07-25T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T02:19:02.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese? NAAAAAAH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am feeling so screwed up right now because of my Major chinese oral examinations i took today. I didnt exactly know what to say &amp;amp; everybody took about 5-10mins to speak to the examiner &amp;amp; i only took 3-4mins. Even that &lt;em&gt;ahbeng&lt;/em&gt; infront of me has more things to say than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS REALLY KILLING ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHH! I think i need some time to heal! This is worst than getting dumped by my boyfriend!!! ( Although I havent got dumped before) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I heard that the chinese oral results will be shown in my result slip &amp;amp; the whole world's gonna see it when i go on to further education!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;KILL ME , SERIOUSLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why cant they just show english oral instead of Chinese? I was quite confident about my english oral &amp;amp; i talked like as if i cant breathe without opening my mouth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom always offer to teach me chinese knowing that i always stare into blank space / doze off with my eyes opening during Chinese lessons &amp;amp; pay no attention to anything. But i always reject her offer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I hated chinese!&lt;/s&gt; ohno! &lt;strong&gt;THE SENTENCE SHOULD BE : I HATE CHINESE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even dad can't speak chinese well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im feeling so stressed up! I need some sweet food. Really sweet......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i thought of.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/yigloo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What mom &amp;amp; Dad will always buy when we go to Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its true that sweet/chocolately food makes you feel better / relaxed if youre stressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any kind soul willing to treat me? its only 5bucks per cup *smiles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know i can't do anymore things to my results so.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gg.com.sg&lt;/em&gt; people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Hopefully "gg.com.sg" is not a porn website because i always use this URL when my friend did something wrong or something that cant be changed... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FML! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im going through teenage crisis..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-8105177968388432879?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/8105177968388432879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/chinese-naaaaaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8105177968388432879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8105177968388432879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/chinese-naaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3384303565775449759</id><published>2011-07-24T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T07:27:48.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maddy's 21st! (23rd July)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had difficulties waking up the morning that day because i was too tired at the beach the day before. I was forcing my eyes and luckily i had like millions of notifications,texts,miss call &amp;amp; that bloody woke me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I went to dress up and i didnt put REALLY thick make up on that day because I KNOW I'LL DEFINITELY PERSPIRE LIKE MAD ON THAT DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wore my dress that i've bought from Flea the other day that i commented that i dont really like it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remember? But it turned out nice PLUS the material is really comfortable and soft. So comfy for the day! Except for the bloody weather in Sentosa. Ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I met up with Serea &amp;amp; we took a monorail into the beach station &amp;amp; headed to Wavehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guys playing. I WOULD DEFINITELY SURF IF I AM NOT UNLUCKY ON THAT DAY OF THE MONTH! ARGH!! WASTED!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maddy! My CT incharge! :D She treated us some Rum&amp;amp;Raisin and Creme Brulee Switzerland icecream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We sat down by the sea with music and the breeze &amp;amp; the sun and chatted for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Serea &amp;amp; I then left &amp;amp; headed to Vivo to do some shoppings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; i went to Meet Deelan &amp;amp; shopped more at Dhoby Ghaut! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i went to Safra @ Mouth Faber with Mom &amp;amp; Dad today. They were having some book sales &amp;amp; i randomly picked out one Sexual position book that teaches u how to breathe while having sex. And i didnt realise until dad told me! I pick that because the cover looks interesting &amp;amp; i thought it was some romance , funny books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bloody embarrassing because i was flipping through for very long and the pages didnt say anything about sex!!! &amp;amp; i swear there were many people there.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to dig a hole to hide my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3384303565775449759?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3384303565775449759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/maddys-21st-23rd-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3384303565775449759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3384303565775449759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/maddys-21st-23rd-july.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-3697216603339677900</id><published>2011-07-23T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T10:32:01.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22nd July @ ECP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As Moon and Andy's birthday were just 2 days apart , we've decided to celebrate for them together and also have a catch up session. So during the last few days of our lessons , our conversation in class were mostly " &lt;strong&gt;Aye , Friday how ah? How many people going? Book table already?........&lt;/strong&gt; " &amp;amp; it just keeps on going on and on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deelan went to look for me after my lessons &amp;amp; we make our way down to East Coast Park. We had a tiff on the way there. Like a real one where we can really punch each other till we celebrate our friend's birthday in the hospital. But of course we did not fight , just &lt;strong&gt;TWO SMALL ARGUMENTS&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; we were okay right after. Its a never ending thing. We were quite cute actually... We were suppose to be walking beside each other but he got so angry &amp;amp; he walked off first without me &amp;amp; i slowed down to use my phone , tweet , sms + facebook and at the corner of my eye i could see that he actually turned to look at me. So i pretended not to care &amp;amp; for every 5mins , i'll be looking for him wondering where he is &amp;amp; the moment he turned back , i'll pretend to use my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTS.. you must be thinking " THEN QUARREL FOR WHAT?!" Yeah true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We settled down at Hook On Steamboat &amp;amp; had our meals. Mr D &amp;amp; I sat separate tables :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The food!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The reason why we might have cancer in the future. We just kept taking bowls after bowls of hotdogs like as if we were competing &amp;amp; enjoying every single one of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The beefs were AWESOME too but not for the chicken. Too bland :( Booo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3067-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joined tables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway the food were pretty good for the price we paid. The bill came up to 235bucks for 12 people , calculate how much each person pay. Train your brain lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think its a good place for big group gatherings because it's outdoor &amp;amp; u can scream &amp;amp; shout how loud u want to. But if its a enclose area , everyone will prolly be looking at u &amp;amp; the manager might even chase u out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good recommendation by Jingyew! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed to the beach to enjoy the cool breeze and at the same time take some pictures. I carried my cam all the way to ECP and i'll be a retard if i dont make full use of it for that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girlfriends♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The result for letting guys handle the camera....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore when u got home , you got lectured by your mom when the pics are all over facebook &amp;amp; she will claim that you had a sex party or went skinny dipping that night.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAH JUST KIDDING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry Deedee! Having major mood swings like what other girls do. Thankyou for not strangling me to death at ECP with my screwed up attitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im seriously going to bed now because i have tuition tomorrow. I'll try to blog about today when im at Wavehouse @ Maddy's birthday + my shopping tomorrow ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodnight lovely world. Thanks for being so kind to me these few days ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-3697216603339677900?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/3697216603339677900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/22nd-july-ecp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3697216603339677900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/3697216603339677900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/22nd-july-ecp.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-8688618035664083001</id><published>2011-07-22T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T19:35:33.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM BACK! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3017-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was suppose to upload pictures in my facebook &amp;amp; to blog yesterday night but after my shower , i just pass out on my bed. Nearly pass away too.&lt;br /&gt;I had 4hours of lessons in the morning &amp;amp; then to music school. After all my lessons , i headed down to East Coast Park WITHOUT Cabbing. *Proud* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ECP for Steamboat to celebrate Andy+Moon's sweet 16. Worst is , i only had 3-4 hours of sleep the night before. We got home around 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and intended to blog but i found out that im running out of time. I will be meeting Serea at Vivo later for Maddy's 21st @ Wavehouse. After her celebration , i'll prolly shop around in Vivo for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it'll also take some time because i still need to edit the photos. The pics we took yesterday were too shitty and dark! ARGH! There were 200++ photographs to be edited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3051-Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STAY TUNE! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be blogging when im back tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wavehouse here i comeeeee again!!! &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/1714003087443517803-8688618035664083001?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/8688618035664083001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8688618035664083001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8688618035664083001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5880606975931628994</id><published>2011-07-21T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:10:25.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things i did today. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;#1. Took painkiller because i was having cramps &amp;amp; couldnt get out of bed. It was SOOO BAD! Guys always tease us girls but they dont even know how we feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PLUS they wouldnt know how much we girls have to go through &amp;amp; they assume that we're troublesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Actually it is true that girls spend more money than guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;a) SETS of undergarments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;b) Pads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;c) Painkillers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Guys can just easily get some 5bucks boxers from Bugis street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Girls can also get cheap undergarments but they have to wait for sales/pasarmalam. By the time, it already sag.... Ok , enough of dirty nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;#2. Wanted to check out photos from Mom's camera &amp;amp; went to look for USB. Smell Durian in the master bedroom &amp;amp; assume that they ate durian yesterday without me!!! ROAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Its the Durian season now &amp;amp; i always bring up this topic to friends saying that we sneak durian to my house someday &amp;amp; have a party by the poolside PLUS coke &amp;amp; salt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;#3. Was studying but ended up helping Mat restore her itouch because she forgot her password. But it was failed so i stopped. Blogshops attracted me and now im doing some online window shopping. Its all Mat's fault..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;#4. Hungry &amp;amp; munched on some juicy mandarin oranges. While peeling , the juices spat over here &amp;amp; there. Got angry and threw one of the orange skin on the floor ( Okay that was random )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Furgie saw it , bite it &amp;amp; ran away. Literally chased her around the house fr 2 rounds &amp;amp; got back the orange skin.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_1712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So difficult to handle her.. I havent been spending much time with her recently. Maybe i'll bring her out for a walk tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5. Back to mugging.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_2982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No contacts on. You believe? Its true btw.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-5880606975931628994?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5880606975931628994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-things-i-did-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5880606975931628994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5880606975931628994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-things-i-did-today.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-1709722262545061876</id><published>2011-07-19T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:40:53.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any handbags for you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been thinking to post this because im thinking of a handbag right now and i really want it so badly. I told Moon &amp;amp; Shi when we were having lunch today &amp;amp; at first Shi said " Come on Amanda , u just bought a bag not long ago!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; Then when we were about to leave , i mention about the bag again &amp;amp; she said " Just get it! I bought many bags this year too!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.- Then how? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think as every girl grew older , handbag/bag is a must. We girls are not like guys! We can't just simply bring a wallet out &amp;amp; put it in our pockets. Furthermore some girls like me , prefer long wallets &amp;amp; if i put it in my pocket , it'll somehow attract pick-pockets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remembered my wallet was stolen before when i brought a shitty&lt;em&gt; ah-lian-bucket-bag&lt;/em&gt; out (It was without zip) to town the other time &amp;amp; i couldnt find my wallet when we left the train stn!!! I nearly burst into tears because i bought quite a huge sum of money out as Mat &amp;amp; I were planning to have a shopping spree on that day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fortunately looking at my pathetic beggar face ,&lt;strong&gt; Mat paid for my expenses for the WHOLE ENTIRE DAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Jealous not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did not threatened Mat that i'll sit at the MRT station &amp;amp; wait for people to donate ok! She spend it on me willingly. YES YOU MUST BE JEALOUS OF ME TO HAVE SUCH A GOOD SISTER!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im still thinking of that red mango bag right now &amp;amp; i immediately went to search it the minute i got home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/baggie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hot isnt it!!!! I saw the price tag the other day &amp;amp; it was 89bucks. When i saw it online , it was 100+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FML! I wanna go back to get it ! It was like a LV inspired bag. But i dont like the LV's colour plus frankly speaking I DONT HAVE THE MONEY TO AFFORD A BLOODY LOUIS VUITTON NOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bet when i show this to Mat , she's gonna say like... " Auntie sioooooool " -.- LIKE WHAT SHE SAID ABOUT MY CHARLES AND KEITH BAG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But shi said it was okay! 3 years Age gap = different in thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was still thinking if i should get it... Im seriously in love with it &amp;amp; it might be sold off the next time i visit a mango shop! BUT I'VE BEEN SPENDING ALOT LATELY &amp;amp; my bedroom is soon gonna be flooded with bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's count how many bags i have &amp;amp; i took pictures of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Im not trying to show off for goodness sake) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEVER go for big brands&lt;/strong&gt; because i &lt;strong&gt;couldnt afford&lt;/strong&gt; it &amp;amp; GUESS used to be one of my fav because of their GOLD COLOUR and their LEOPARD PRINT BAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was my first Charles &amp;amp; keith bag i've bought for myself &amp;amp; it was during a sale -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my bags were gifts from my mom &amp;amp; dad because i hate to use my savings. Im selfish yes i know that! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Pic not taken well)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Couture , Sembonia , Guess = Speedy bags. I was madly in love with my Gold GUESS bag the minute i saw it &amp;amp; mom got it from me. HOHO. I love speedy bags. Make u look class. CHEAP &amp;amp; CLASS. Thats what every girl's looking for , isnt it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach bags. Paris Hilton + Couture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Birthday present from MAT &amp;amp; SHE KNOWS I LOVE LEOPARD PRINT LIKE MAD. I wanted one from River island which is brown but she got me this which is more expensive i guess? Jealous not? U MUST BE~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10-20bucks bags are awesome too! They're easy to match with &amp;amp; I have no idea why my BB appear on the picture... &lt;strong&gt;Anyway im selling my pinky bag on the left at 12bucks&lt;/strong&gt;! i bought it at 18bucks &amp;amp; i only used it ONCE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;email me if interested &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:proz_angel@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proz_angel@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No-backbone-bag/weakling bag. Match it when i go near places. Cheap bags are nice too i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its only ranging from 1-2bucks when i got this two bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Poly bags. I love this kind of bags because they're big and can use to staff lots of nonsense. It'd be good to bring it out when we have flu because u can simply put , i did not use the word squeeze , your whole tissue box into the bag and it'll still look good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i called this the POLY bag because people tend to look at u with your sense of style &amp;amp; bags ure carrying. Its always good to carry this kind of brandless bag on your first day of school because popular kids wont even notice u &amp;amp; its a good chance to get close to them &amp;amp; join their clique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But if u love showing off so much &amp;amp; carrying your GUCCI , LV bag to school , u'll end up being a crimewatch STAR because those kids will prolly kill you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have quite a number of bags.. I REALLY HAVE NO IDEA IF I SHOULD BUY ONE MORE! Mat intended to share with me but she back out 5mins ago. Damn.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway i was angry today &amp;amp; vented anger on her , she got home &amp;amp; bought a cup of eskimo for me because last 2 days i said i feel like drinking it... Sweet or what :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUILTY LIKE SHAT NOW....!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mango bag... sigh.. :'( Im feeling so depressed right now! boohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-1709722262545061876?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/1709722262545061876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/any-handbags-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1709722262545061876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/1709722262545061876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/any-handbags-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-7659146368084168404</id><published>2011-07-18T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T04:08:40.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Zzzz...Zzzz..Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up in the morning &amp;amp; went back to sleep in the morning today. Thinking of not going to school , faking illness infront of parents &amp;amp; then they'll leave me alone at home with my comfy bed. &lt;strong&gt;BUT FAILED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad came into my room to wake me up &amp;amp; i said &lt;strong&gt;" NO!"&lt;/strong&gt; too loudly. Thats not what a sick person will do.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ended up crawling up at 7am &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;I REACHED AT EXACTLY 7.40!&lt;/strong&gt; WOAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I havent had a good weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had to wake up early at Sat because parents plan was that to send Mat to work @ USS &amp;amp; we're gonna head out to do some shopping. Anyway i had a great time so i shall not complain about anything. Now my Cabinet is full of titbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Every Mom's hobby : Collecting fruits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After that , I went on to catching-up @ night by th poolside with my neighbours &amp;amp; got home only at 2+am when my eyes really couldnt take it &amp;amp; got no choice but gotta make a move first.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well then on Sunday morning , i was awaken by a loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOOOM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i jumped out of bed. Furgie was running around in my room and i saw my mic on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_2955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Apparently she was bored &amp;amp; went to touch the stand and th whole thing fall onto the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Her nails were so sharp that whenever she run on my platform , the " &lt;em&gt;TIAK - TIAK - TIAK&lt;/em&gt;" sound will definitely wake me up because it was so annoying &amp;amp; irritating that makes me wanna wake up strangle that pom to death. But i did not because i adore her too much♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 280px" src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/17146_1256412284776_1063650165_3075.jpg" width="370" height="260" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up &amp;amp; couldnt go back to sleep anymore... shag... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So therefore i had difficulties waking up on Monday &amp;amp; you cant scold me for sleeping for half an hour in Chemistry class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh! Im trying to resist &amp;amp; cutting the amount of time for shopping because i've been spending too much lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_2999.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i bought a charles and Keith bag when i told myself i need to RESIST THE FKING TEMPTATION!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway it was cheap &amp;amp; i love it. So its all worth it. COOL DOWN AMANDA! But still FML!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss19/pup_world/IMG_3003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ending with a nice pic of KM.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I heard the management will be having a flea market by the poolside again on National Day. Nice...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-7659146368084168404?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/7659146368084168404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/zzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7659146368084168404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/7659146368084168404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6492540094656108130</id><published>2011-07-13T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T04:49:45.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM A COWARD &amp;amp; EVIL BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(no pictures)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes im one. I admit it. I blame people who block my way like a big fucking obstacle in my life. Even if its something good for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I blamed everyone , even my parents for where i am standing right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I blamed my boyfriend for all the mistakes ive made thats why we couldnt last any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I twisted stories so that whatever i said , IM NEVER AT FAULT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was born this way &amp;amp; i couldnt stop blaming the whole world but assuming that im right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I blamed my parents for where i am standing right now. Some secondary schools were offering Express Stream for me but my parents thought that N(A) would be a much better choice for me. I ended up in shitty places where mostly demons/devils were. I didnt make a choice. I blamed my parents for where i am now. Gonna study for another 1 extra shitty year bcos of their stupid decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But come to think of it.. i HAVE the rights to say NO but assuming that N(A)'s studies will be easier , i did not say anything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whenever i did something wrong , i would take the worst circumstances &amp;amp; even pull my sister into the problem. Eg i came home late. My dad will start his naggings &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be like " Do you know.. Dad , your elder daughter come home at 5am every single day and ure scolding me because i came back at 2?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He'll then scold my sister instead of me. Yay &amp;amp; Tada! look at this. I escaped again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; he stopped scolding me whenever i was home because i think that he assume that im hopeless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( Happened when we were still together )&lt;/strong&gt; When my ex boyfriend assume that a girl held his hand &amp;amp; accidentally touches him. My blood would boil &amp;amp; we would end up quarrelling for days &amp;amp; even not talking to each other. He would then apologise sincerely &amp;amp; tada! we're back together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT BUT BUT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he assume that i hugged some guys or be intimate (Not sexual relationship lah!) with them. I will always say " Come on , i was drunk!" OR " I was still young at that time FYI !" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course we'll end up quarelling again &amp;amp; i will bring up what he had done &amp;amp; he'll start apologising again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; Tada! its not my fault AGAIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remembered when i was young .. I went to my cousins' void deck &amp;amp; we were playing &amp;amp; somehow her neighbours fishes caught my attention. I told my cousins &amp;amp; we challenged &amp;amp; see who can catch the most number of guppy with our bare hands &amp;amp; I WON! My cousins wanted to put the goldfish back but i look at them &amp;amp; shook my head. We found a container &amp;amp; put them inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we get back to my cousin's house , my aunt &amp;amp; uncle were surprised to see so many goldfishes! I immediately pull them into the room &amp;amp; said " Can u guys dont pull me in? Like.. Im somehow a guest here &amp;amp; it'd be embarrassing if your parents know that was my idea. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They admitted doing it WITHOUT INVOLVING ME &amp;amp; got scolding. TADA! I escaped again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did these nonsense over &amp;amp; over again. I couldnt wait till the day i die &amp;amp; god put all these evil stuffs ive did into a youtube video &amp;amp; show it to me. You know... (&lt;em&gt;Chinese believes that when u die , god will show u all the bad things you've done when u were still alive in a mirror ..like a video&lt;/em&gt;) Maybe it'd be called a &lt;strong&gt;Deathtube or YouDied. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahahaha. Joke... Sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ive just lost my love one :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-6492540094656108130?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6492540094656108130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-coward-evil-bitch-no-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6492540094656108130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6492540094656108130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-coward-evil-bitch-no-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-5681258707887526272</id><published>2011-07-09T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:09:23.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Flea-ing Experience" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Headed down to Scape yesterday (9th July) at 1245noon to "&lt;em&gt;CHOP&lt;/em&gt;" a seat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad fetch me there to help me before the girls head down. They left immediately the girls came :'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its like going to kidergarten for the first time &amp;amp; seeing your parents leave &amp;amp; say " Bye , becareful &amp;amp; have fun ok!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I suddenly remembered how i got expelled from playgroup when i was 3. I was telling Andy &amp;amp; Moon in school the other time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok , back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;Moon came at 130pm , Shi &amp;amp; co came at 2. I ring-ed Nelly &amp;amp; she was telling me happily that she's going for lunch at AMK hub with her boyfriend. But luckily she came around 2+. So wasnt so bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98ktLz7B17Q/ThkUOSGMAlI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/ekxAIVtT3m8/s1600/DSC03694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 473px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627551444984660562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98ktLz7B17Q/ThkUOSGMAlI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/ekxAIVtT3m8/s400/DSC03694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 427px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627551442075826706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DMj7EWtBC4/ThkUOHQquhI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/VkDwt5rSYFE/s400/DSC03695.JPG" /&gt;Whole booth. MOON SPOILT THE PICTURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzAfb75yQEo/ThkUNoibLoI/AAAAAAAAB-I/PuXsHHdbp0I/s1600/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 435px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627551433828806274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzAfb75yQEo/ThkUNoibLoI/AAAAAAAAB-I/PuXsHHdbp0I/s400/DSC03698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shi &amp;amp; I~&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAzOgMI6Pbs/ThkUNZd9NOI/AAAAAAAAB-A/bqJ9M022ZVw/s1600/DSC03699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 406px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627551429783532770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAzOgMI6Pbs/ThkUNZd9NOI/AAAAAAAAB-A/bqJ9M022ZVw/s400/DSC03699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SzplQRATRQ/ThkTcK6aZMI/AAAAAAAAB9w/rcL8h7oESu4/s1600/DSC03705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 406px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627550584062764226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SzplQRATRQ/ThkTcK6aZMI/AAAAAAAAB9w/rcL8h7oESu4/s400/DSC03705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nelly ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZV2GywOR-JA/ThkTbd8xzCI/AAAAAAAAB9o/4JaOYjJ5CJI/s1600/DSC03709%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627550571993091106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZV2GywOR-JA/ThkTbd8xzCI/AAAAAAAAB9o/4JaOYjJ5CJI/s400/DSC03709%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CpQf2onWRs/ThkTaQnCkcI/AAAAAAAAB9g/ljYPohkJhWE/s1600/DSC03712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 406px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627550551232385474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CpQf2onWRs/ThkTaQnCkcI/AAAAAAAAB9g/ljYPohkJhWE/s400/DSC03712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still thinking of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shi's damn bloody brave. She stood on the chair &amp;amp; shouted " &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING'S GOING AT 10 AND BELOW&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everybody there suddenly shut up &amp;amp; looked at her for a sec &amp;amp; then continue their shopping again. I , of course immediately pulled her down &amp;amp; claim that she's super embarrassing!! Our neighbour on the right looked at her and shook her head... :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think her confidence level drop till -9999 already man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At 9pm , we cleared everything up &amp;amp; dad volunteered to give us a lift home because of the enormous luggage we were carrying + the chair we brought &amp;amp; a rack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But stupid enough , we forgot to bring the chair home. So i guess it's still there now.. yes.... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we got into the car , Shi kept complaining to dad saying that what she did was not embarrassing at all &amp;amp; asked dad if he agress. Summore she kept blaming me. WAHLAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway in the flea , we sell , earn &amp;amp; of course we get to shop &amp;amp; buy too! these are what ive bought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LsWBF8tY5I/ThkTZh-1-tI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Tsvhmp2PzaE/s1600/IMG_2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 412px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627550538715757266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LsWBF8tY5I/ThkTZh-1-tI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Tsvhmp2PzaE/s400/IMG_2946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left) Bought frm Shi @ 6bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Right) Bought at a clearance sale at 2bucks. Dont really like it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just get it because it is 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS7BZhLPp6s/ThkTYirjOJI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/IcBmmkJJ5N8/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 410px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627550521723402386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pS7BZhLPp6s/ThkTYirjOJI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/IcBmmkJJ5N8/s400/IMG_2947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Top) Bag for 1buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Left) Leopard print jacket fr 8 , VERY GOOD MATERIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right) Crop , lace top from Nelly. We traded my dress fr her top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also bought a black tube dress for Mat as a gift because she got me the angry bird earpiece :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cant find guys stuffs on that day! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a damn fun experience &amp;amp; i swear im gonna do it again after my majors this year ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOVEEEES! ♥&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/1714003087443517803-5681258707887526272?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/5681258707887526272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/flea-ing-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5681258707887526272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/5681258707887526272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/flea-ing-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98ktLz7B17Q/ThkUOSGMAlI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/ekxAIVtT3m8/s72-c/DSC03694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6566149491630258761</id><published>2011-07-08T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T10:30:00.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD THINGS ONLY HAPPENS ON FRIDAY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3k3nUcHHBQ/Thc29oQMN-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/l_efYyf8jVA/s1600/IMG_0520%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627026691827972066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3k3nUcHHBQ/Thc29oQMN-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/l_efYyf8jVA/s400/IMG_0520%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look like a fucking tranny here here. FML. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1#&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I went to Music class at Marina again today after a tiring day in school , dragging myself right to after 4hours of torture in school. Deelan came to meet me again , he went on to have his branch at 4 after my lesson. Dined at OliveVine , we were chatting , laughing , crapping so happily that we've forgotten all about my music file &amp;amp; left it at the restaurant table.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed to Cineleisure to check out his VANS shoes &amp;amp; I FUCKING REMEMBER ONLY WHEN I REACH DHOBY GHAUT STATION! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL MY EXAM PIECES WERE ALL INSIDE!! &amp;amp; I can forget about the exam by Trinity already lor.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSRnUHigtF8/Thc25KkQd5I/AAAAAAAAB9A/i34mRrhzhZE/s1600/IMG_2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627026615139596178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSRnUHigtF8/Thc25KkQd5I/AAAAAAAAB9A/i34mRrhzhZE/s400/IMG_2942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank goodness we headed back &amp;amp; the waitress passed it back to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We then headed to Vivo to take a look at the new VANS shop &amp;amp; Deelan got himself a pair of new shoe. The salesgirl was not local , when i asked for size 9 , she asked me " Mass size?" .. I was like " What the hell is Mass size ?" *Look at Deelan* &amp;amp; worst thing is .. she kept going on and on asking the same bloody question... God saved me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salesgirl : " Got Mass and Lady size.. You want the Mass size ?? " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.- She meant MEN! OHMYGOD &amp;amp; i immediately said yes , Deelan &amp;amp; I ended up giggling for 5mins when she went to take the new pair of shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Returned home after buying all our stuffs. Mat came to me n said " MEI I GOT SOMETHING FOR U!" She freaking threw her dirty clothes at me &amp;amp; when i was about to slap her ( Slow Motion.....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She passed me a plastic bag &amp;amp; contain a angry bird eyepiece inside. WAHLAO! I LOVE HER!!! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ive long wanted to buy this earpiece not because i needed a earpiece BUT BCOS ITS DAMN BLOODY RETARDED &amp;amp; CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQSwtecQkPE/Thc2pq0_t9I/AAAAAAAAB84/tfQsdoyhY0o/s1600/Free-shipping-50pcs-LOT-Cute-Angry-Bird-Earphone-Wholesale-500x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 401px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627026348921829330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQSwtecQkPE/Thc2pq0_t9I/AAAAAAAAB84/tfQsdoyhY0o/s400/Free-shipping-50pcs-LOT-Cute-Angry-Bird-Earphone-Wholesale-500x500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her off day today &amp;amp; she headed to Batam for Spa with 3 of her other friends &amp;amp; shopping too. She bought like 6-7 bags of tibits , donuts , candy home &amp;amp; Now she's out delivering donuts to neighbours -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When she left the house , Furgie wouldnt let her go &lt;strong&gt;( eyeing on donuts )&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; sat outside the lift for 10mins. No choice but gotta carry her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta61BEzuif8/Thc2pcOj_mI/AAAAAAAAB8w/p1kRBuMruuE/s1600/IMG_2490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627026345002532450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ta61BEzuif8/Thc2pcOj_mI/AAAAAAAAB8w/p1kRBuMruuE/s400/IMG_2490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST SISTER LOR... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT AM I DOING NOW! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive just done packing all my unwanted clothes.. nicer words to describe will be " PRELOVED CLOTHES" into the boxes. Will be selling them in the flea tomorrow. Tiring shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNPvS9KuYQk/Thc19vqhsTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/TdHK-5jGcyo/s1600/IMG_2933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627025594305851698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNPvS9KuYQk/Thc19vqhsTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/TdHK-5jGcyo/s400/IMG_2933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ4EIR5-riE/Thc19fzhVpI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/t6nn3xloIKo/s1600/IMG_2937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627025590048609938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ4EIR5-riE/Thc19fzhVpI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/t6nn3xloIKo/s400/IMG_2937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bmamynx2IyI/Thc19DJuXsI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/_ca88PcUajg/s1600/IMG_2934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627025582357110466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bmamynx2IyI/Thc19DJuXsI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/_ca88PcUajg/s400/IMG_2934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alot of them in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C36cyFY67A/Thc188v1GoI/AAAAAAAAB8I/pWPLQx2ult4/s1600/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627025580637887106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C36cyFY67A/Thc188v1GoI/AAAAAAAAB8I/pWPLQx2ult4/s400/IMG_2939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea why have i been spending so much Moolah nowadays. I just buy random &amp;amp; stupid things if i find them interesting. Later , i'll be selling them away &amp;amp; ive never even worn them before. i"ll be selling the clothes away at MUCH MUCH MUCH CHEAPER PRICE.. I'll still lose money in the end. Like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FML..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these are the things that i've recently bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDSA6AKvNzI/Thc1PRYwHeI/AAAAAAAAB8A/lF35ksM_InI/s1600/IMG_2896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627024795904253410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDSA6AKvNzI/Thc1PRYwHeI/AAAAAAAAB8A/lF35ksM_InI/s400/IMG_2896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXuTmlo8Ia8/Thc1PLGctHI/AAAAAAAAB74/nQzRiANHS-E/s1600/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 416px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627024794216871026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXuTmlo8Ia8/Thc1PLGctHI/AAAAAAAAB74/nQzRiANHS-E/s400/IMG_2898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3m_V6d2hlug/Thc1O2mWrXI/AAAAAAAAB7w/w0JK8vp9hjI/s1600/IMG_2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627024788713549170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3m_V6d2hlug/Thc1O2mWrXI/AAAAAAAAB7w/w0JK8vp9hjI/s400/IMG_2912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6S3yZ_8mMqE/Thc0snmYxYI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_v_tyf-k3hg/s1600/IMG_2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627024200571602306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6S3yZ_8mMqE/Thc0snmYxYI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_v_tyf-k3hg/s400/IMG_2943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnaJWliKHUE/Thc0sbum-SI/AAAAAAAAB7g/5JUrt6m4KyY/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627024197384861986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnaJWliKHUE/Thc0sbum-SI/AAAAAAAAB7g/5JUrt6m4KyY/s400/IMG_2944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Messy shit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People always say " tomorrow i'll clean , tomorrow i'll clean" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave myself a "discount" &amp;amp; said " I'll definitely clean after O levels" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; im seriously gonna do that.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-6566149491630258761?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6566149491630258761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-things-only-happens-on-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6566149491630258761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6566149491630258761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-things-only-happens-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3k3nUcHHBQ/Thc29oQMN-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/l_efYyf8jVA/s72-c/IMG_0520%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-8511593090129916946</id><published>2011-03-29T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:46:51.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51U2woDl4c0/TZHu5XYBscI/AAAAAAAAB0U/qzagUZ79RHU/s1600/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589511281838240194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51U2woDl4c0/TZHu5XYBscI/AAAAAAAAB0U/qzagUZ79RHU/s400/IMG_1859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( Thanks Gil/Brendan for the picture. HOHOHO) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do u expect me to blog when i just go to school &amp;amp; come home everyday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-8511593090129916946?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/8511593090129916946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-gilbrendan-for-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8511593090129916946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8511593090129916946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-gilbrendan-for-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51U2woDl4c0/TZHu5XYBscI/AAAAAAAAB0U/qzagUZ79RHU/s72-c/IMG_1859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-8585972917290833402</id><published>2011-03-24T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T03:29:49.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Start a family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10-15 years down the road , after finding your love one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As your life is more stable , of course u'll get married &amp;amp; start the family of your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To guys : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How responsible will u be? Will u be like a&lt;em&gt; bastard&lt;/em&gt; just that come home everyday &amp;amp; hit your wife after losing big money in the Casino? Will u have sex with your domestic helper while your wife is away? Will u love your wife for life after she've gone through so much pain to bear u a child?  Are u able to support your wife &amp;amp; children ? Will u be able to stop behaving like a &lt;em&gt;pussy&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; learn to face the world and reality? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today in school , Siaomoon suddenly turned to me &amp;amp; asked me. " How your parents met each other?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i've decided to blog about ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world Best Parents &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTjqXwoxw04/TYsUi_mG9cI/AAAAAAAAB0E/OWGD2w8mX8E/s1600/P120909_20.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587582354102613442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTjqXwoxw04/TYsUi_mG9cI/AAAAAAAAB0E/OWGD2w8mX8E/s400/P120909_20.02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; ( That's an abalone looking a little wrong in dirty minded's head )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does your parents make sure that u have 3 meals a day + healthy food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does your parents make tonic for you before examination days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKuXOnwlJLA/TYsUi0o3FtI/AAAAAAAABz8/jWvi70MQXZE/s1600/IMG_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587582351161366226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKuXOnwlJLA/TYsUi0o3FtI/AAAAAAAABz8/jWvi70MQXZE/s400/IMG_0994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does your parents make sure that u have nice clothes to wear?&lt;br /&gt;Are ur parents willing to spend 4k on your shopping spree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah , these are what i've bought during last year's tour to BangKok and my parents kept going to change SGD to Baht for us ( Me &amp;amp; Mat) to spend. &lt;strong&gt; GUILTY TO THE MAX! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom is the most extreme case! She can BUY the whole shop for me because i said i love the clothes there. She'll buy anything for me once i said " I LIKE THAT!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course she treats Mat that way too but i'll often get jealous because i kept thinking that she love Mat more than i do~ But it's just all bullshit. Come to think of it , mom treats us equally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But at times better to furgie -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever dissappoint your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63qEQr5O4t8/TYsUiXzgd7I/AAAAAAAABz0/zEqxxoA95V0/s1600/P180908_19.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587582343421392818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63qEQr5O4t8/TYsUiXzgd7I/AAAAAAAABz0/zEqxxoA95V0/s400/P180908_19.05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did!&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my parents doesnt like me to have piercings all over my face , i still did it.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed overnight..&lt;br /&gt;After the day I've shown them my piercing , Mom broke down. It took them 1-2 weeks to accept those holes on my face. They forgave me &amp;amp; continue to pamper me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that once my Discipline Master called down my parents to talk to them about my rude attitude towards the counsilors &amp;amp; my piercings on my face. My parents stormed down to school &amp;amp; defended me.&lt;br /&gt;When the pricipal &amp;amp; discipline teachers were talking about my piercings , my dad said " I think it was rather brave for a girl to pierce so many holes on her face. I think that my daughter is a unique student. Even as parents , we can accept for who she is. Why can't teachers too? "&lt;br /&gt;I was totally shocked when i heard my those words coming out from my dad's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently , my principal &amp;amp; discipline teachers were stunned &amp;amp; looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents has been strict on me and Mat about manners.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that they're very concern about our attitudes &amp;amp; manners towards others , i went to quarrel with school mates in the school &amp;amp; created lots of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;My parents were called down to school quite a number of times. My parents bear it with me.&lt;br /&gt;Until a time whereby they had enough of it &amp;amp; decided to send me to my Aunt's in US.&lt;br /&gt; But was then decided not to because they dont want to give up on me yet.&lt;br /&gt;After hurting them umpteen times , they still forgive me over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I suck !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9IXsylRGA/TYsUKJdtpTI/AAAAAAAABzs/8bdBdrKLq8Q/s1600/28853_1317475055412_1186828066_30760077_4405156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587581927255024946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl9IXsylRGA/TYsUKJdtpTI/AAAAAAAABzs/8bdBdrKLq8Q/s400/28853_1317475055412_1186828066_30760077_4405156_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family gathering♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSdU0PdtY0U/TYsUJ5aUxKI/AAAAAAAABzk/ZR2RWl973uQ/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587581922945844386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSdU0PdtY0U/TYsUJ5aUxKI/AAAAAAAABzk/ZR2RWl973uQ/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CNY 2010♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0GUROBPc8U/TYsUJuZPfeI/AAAAAAAABzc/BrIY8PSqWWo/s1600/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587581919988514274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0GUROBPc8U/TYsUJuZPfeI/AAAAAAAABzc/BrIY8PSqWWo/s400/IMG_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BKK hotel lobby ☻ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the best parents in the world. Even though family do quarrel at times , we're loving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes i wonder , what good deed have i done in my past life to be in such a lucky family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherish your family members because they're the one who are there to support and guide you till the end of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They'll surely be there to catch u when u fall &amp;amp; force u to stand on your own feets again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hohoho~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HELL. MY DAD JUST CAME INTO MY ROOM AFTER WORK TO TELL ME THAT HE'S GONNA BUY AN IPAD2 FOR MAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCREW LAH! I ALSO WANT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARGHHH!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-8585972917290833402?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/8585972917290833402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/start-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8585972917290833402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/8585972917290833402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/start-family.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTjqXwoxw04/TYsUi_mG9cI/AAAAAAAAB0E/OWGD2w8mX8E/s72-c/P120909_20.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-4533963092020264933</id><published>2011-03-22T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:55:16.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im trying to squeeze my brain to blog some things but i just couldnt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe i still need time to think BUT! i hate it when people tell me " Oi , your blog's dead" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I DONT NEED YOUR REMINDER! *VOMIT SHIT ON YOU ! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; so i've found a way to use pictures to do the talking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY OWN CRIB! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was inspired by the people from MTV teen crib &amp;amp; so ive decided to do a dumb blogpost about my bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WAHAHAHA! It is rather boring but i might "renovate" my room soon with my own hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So here is it :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAL10uuEsPc/TYjA1EamIKI/AAAAAAAABzM/xYFD10uVpDI/s1600/IMG_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586927355703992482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAL10uuEsPc/TYjA1EamIKI/AAAAAAAABzM/xYFD10uVpDI/s400/IMG_1498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Im sharing room with Furgie &amp;amp; her bed is just beside mine. Well , i didnt take a picture of that because my bedSHIT doesnt look nice so i shall skip that.&lt;br /&gt;My room is rather plain , simple &amp;amp; messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5k5sP9Tl1p0/TYjA0yjz-rI/AAAAAAAABzE/AC5_W6l1hyA/s1600/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586927350910810802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5k5sP9Tl1p0/TYjA0yjz-rI/AAAAAAAABzE/AC5_W6l1hyA/s400/IMG_1924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was too obssessed with Alcohol the other time &amp;amp; this is my door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blind bats will often ask me " Eh Mandy , why do u want a bear in your room?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9C1L0XKVP8/TYjA0XAuvdI/AAAAAAAABy8/wGk3d5lCkUg/s1600/IMG_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586927343515909586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9C1L0XKVP8/TYjA0XAuvdI/AAAAAAAABy8/wGk3d5lCkUg/s400/IMG_1940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My TV console + DVD + SCV box. Awesome lah! This was my birthday present quite some years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like my companion .. before sleep , after sleep , during sleep &amp;amp; the electricity bill also BOOOOOM up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5tL9gc2n4ew/TYjAQC1E1HI/AAAAAAAABy0/fAblk0S7c7o/s1600/IMG_1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586926719623025778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5tL9gc2n4ew/TYjAQC1E1HI/AAAAAAAABy0/fAblk0S7c7o/s400/IMG_1934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Make up table , messy like hell that i dont wish to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-050P8J154oU/TYjAPvQrhPI/AAAAAAAABys/_whdzFZIUv0/s1600/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586926714370098418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-050P8J154oU/TYjAPvQrhPI/AAAAAAAABys/_whdzFZIUv0/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are 1/3 of what i own. The rest are put outside in the shoe cabinet. I only take what i seldom wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUFtNLUwG_0/TYjAPZZUkHI/AAAAAAAAByk/OO_W_YYs2rc/s1600/IMG_1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586926708500762738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUFtNLUwG_0/TYjAPZZUkHI/AAAAAAAAByk/OO_W_YYs2rc/s400/IMG_1956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clothes , more clothes &amp;amp; actually these are 3/4 of what i have. I still have another wardrobe which im too lazy to take photo of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad can't stand me anymore &amp;amp; ask me to donate some to the orphanage during the weekends &amp;amp; i'll always think of lame excuses to tell him " the clothes love squeezing together &amp;amp; begged me not to make them leave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FAVOURITE PART OF MY ROOM! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Za_RGpRWZFY/TYi_zZGfP3I/AAAAAAAAByc/-FdVX2a6CAk/s1600/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586926227385433970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Za_RGpRWZFY/TYi_zZGfP3I/AAAAAAAAByc/-FdVX2a6CAk/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2TjYW605Yw/TYi_f9QC12I/AAAAAAAAByM/10YtmSxkCCY/s1600/IMG_1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586925893491808098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2TjYW605Yw/TYi_f9QC12I/AAAAAAAAByM/10YtmSxkCCY/s400/IMG_1937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LED lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5ImK443RmI/TYi-_f6Yc7I/AAAAAAAAByE/J-XYw0tjFq4/s1600/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586925335860507570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5ImK443RmI/TYi-_f6Yc7I/AAAAAAAAByE/J-XYw0tjFq4/s400/IMG_1938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My imported babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OKy8ZsEoQo/TYi--6eTqDI/AAAAAAAABx8/FHk_wsZbwn0/s1600/IMG_1958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586925325810640946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OKy8ZsEoQo/TYi--6eTqDI/AAAAAAAABx8/FHk_wsZbwn0/s400/IMG_1958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I threw quite a number of bottles away already. Anyone in the family feels like having a drink always come into my room to steal some.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I only collect absolut bottles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remembered the day before Mat's major examination day , i spiked her drink with vodka &amp;amp; the next day she did quite well for her exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EH , THIS IS LUCK. PLEASE DO NOT TRY IT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRhS0Qw7LQ4/TYi--bYevgI/AAAAAAAABx0/8Rp8UV2zGvw/s1600/IMG_1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586925317464702466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRhS0Qw7LQ4/TYi--bYevgI/AAAAAAAABx0/8Rp8UV2zGvw/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lastly , the view from my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People always make nasty comments about my bedroom which i dont give a damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; always complaining that there's alcohol smell and some noises at night while they were having sleepovers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wooooooooooooo.. I ever heard of chain sound + knocking sound at night. Do u still want a sleepove? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHA! &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/1714003087443517803-4533963092020264933?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/4533963092020264933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-trying-to-squeeze-my-brain-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/4533963092020264933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/4533963092020264933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-trying-to-squeeze-my-brain-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAL10uuEsPc/TYjA1EamIKI/AAAAAAAABzM/xYFD10uVpDI/s72-c/IMG_1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-4755577512881841696</id><published>2011-03-20T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T06:41:32.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im suppose to be doing my&lt;strong&gt; homework&lt;/strong&gt; now BUT i kept patting my own head and ask myself .. " Amanda , are u ready to do your work?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and my heart will reply " NO!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then i'll tell myself " okay dear.. 5 more minutes" for the past few hours until Mom kept coming into my room to check on me wishing that im still alive.. &amp;amp; not taking the keyboard to hit my head due to stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So i've decided to come back to blogging.. about some thing that has been in my mind for the past 2-3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM A CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-Qmxx3ZU7Y/TYX9M9NSCeI/AAAAAAAABxs/3eWCkLCHfTE/s1600/IMG_0529-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586149311853496802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-Qmxx3ZU7Y/TYX9M9NSCeI/AAAAAAAABxs/3eWCkLCHfTE/s400/IMG_0529-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Due to overnight change , ive became a more sociable person. I took initiative to talk to people , keep them entertain if possible.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is .. As i make friend , people will tend to want to know more about me. They would often go to my mom and the first qns is " If she a mix blood?" Or " Why does she look like a mix?"&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;zup zeng kia&lt;/em&gt; is here, &lt;em&gt;zup zeng kia&lt;/em&gt; is here! "&lt;br /&gt;At first i find it interesting..Like im unique from other Chinese. But as friends keep coming to ask , i would feel so annoyed that i feel like tearing their ass apart. "Oops. Gross!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course , not everybody. When i force myself to wake up early in the morning with single eye-lid , nobody will care!&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is.. Sometimes people come up to ask me " Are u a filipino ?" " Are you a thai?"&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when i was in Primary 1 and it was chinese lesson.. All the Malay &amp;amp; Indian students were asked to go to another class &amp;amp; then my stupid chinese teacher ( who can't speak english well ) came up to ask me " Why are u in this class?"&lt;br /&gt;When my teacher talk to me face to face in primary 1 , i would get so scared that i can pee on my pants but luckily i did not. Luckily my friend helped me to tell him that I AM A CHINESE！&lt;br /&gt;臭法各！吵这么多！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i visited thailand last year , people tend to speak to me in Thai but not to MAT.&lt;br /&gt;Because Mat is typical angry china woman! :&lt;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright , enough of patting head too , time for homework... sigh :'[&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"zup zeng ; mix breed / blood " &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/1714003087443517803-4755577512881841696?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/4755577512881841696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-suppose-to-be-doing-my-homework-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/4755577512881841696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/4755577512881841696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-suppose-to-be-doing-my-homework-now.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-Qmxx3ZU7Y/TYX9M9NSCeI/AAAAAAAABxs/3eWCkLCHfTE/s72-c/IMG_0529-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-6291936946647079036</id><published>2011-01-04T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:21:40.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sank-ed-Friend-ship. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Failed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I made really good friends when i first got into my school &amp;amp; im gonna share it with dissappointment today with my blog. I think Bowenians will know who im really talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I met really good friends in Bowen when i first entered. Some remain good friend , some drifted , some hi-bye friends &amp;amp; i became ONE's enemy. We shall focus more on that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This particular friend of mine , we were pretty close in the past. We often do really mischevious things to get into the Wall Of Shame board. But of course that particular friend of mine had more records than me. It was like as if we were competing. My class was pretty bonded in my first year because i was PRETTY close to that particular friend. He bring the guys in while i bring in the girls. I seriously missed those class bonded days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As we got closer , we promised each other to behave in school &amp;amp; not to get caught again. We have quite a number of piercings &amp;amp; we took it all out. Though i took a VERY long time to have the heart to take it away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We promised not to scold vulgarities &amp;amp; to be successful in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall we name the PARTICULAR FRIEND as P.F. Im lazy to type so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway , alot of problems occur. I gave my best friend up for PF. During those days , we often head to the playground after school &amp;amp; think of all sorts of things to do as a group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We would play the world lamest game &amp;amp; enjoy ourself. PF would then walked me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are often problems while PF and I would always solve it together. School teachers &amp;amp; Friends all knew that we are very "good friends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We would always meet up after school , we love exploring places like .. Changi hospital , old Parry Primary school. There was a period of time whereby we would always sneak out of the house at 3-4am to the playground to play &amp;amp; walk to school around 7am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We go around Singapore. Instead of shopping , we would rather go to places that dont cost any money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We would laugh at people who does stupid things , crack nonsense joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We saved up money to get things to share together. I have something important at PF's house now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When there's special occasion , we would visit each other's house &amp;amp; have a meal together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last year , PF got into a new hobby that requires lots of money &amp;amp; doesnt really have time for me. I was pretty angry at the start &amp;amp; we drifted. Because we are no longer close , he mixed with another group of company &amp;amp; we sort of have alot of misunderstandings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So we're currently like enemies now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is the first day of school &amp;amp; whenever i look at that area which PF's in , he will be showing his tongue stud. I just kept scoffing whenever i see PF. Or stare / glare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Things can turn out awful if u dont treasure people around u well. Its 50-50 fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; IF U HAVE NOTICE , I took out the "relationship" from this whole passage. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont u think we would still be friend if we didnt make the wrong move of becoming couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tsk , Sorry la! First day of school &amp;amp; my mind is running wild &amp;amp; back to the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway to PF , all the best in your life. There are always obstacles in life &amp;amp; a strong man will always try to overcome it. Think smart , Work hard , Money cant buy happiness &amp;amp; take good care of Darella. &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/1714003087443517803-6291936946647079036?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/6291936946647079036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/01/sank-ed-friend-ship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6291936946647079036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/6291936946647079036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2011/01/sank-ed-friend-ship.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714003087443517803.post-126361330802683357</id><published>2010-08-29T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T09:22:08.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Its always hard to say goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(* If ure really interested in reading , i would appreciate u finish th whole story and not stop halfway. For those who thinks that the story is too long and ure lazy to read , i suggest u leave this page right now )&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25th August 2010. I was woke up at 4am by mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saying that Granddad is having difficulties breathing at the hospital and we all gotta visit him at TTSH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we got there , we went up to the ward. Granddad couldnt lay still on his bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He claim that if he lie down , he wont be able to breath. Grandma told me that granddad had not been lying down ever since 6pm (24th august) until that time which is 4am the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My heart dont feel good seeing him in that state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was asked to go downstairs to have breakfast with Sist and Dad after awhile because there's nothing we can do. And my gastric hurts badly as i didnt have my dinner the day before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A moment after we reached downstairs , Mom text me and asked us to go UP to the ward immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As i went up , granddad's eyes were already half closed. Grandma was crying. She was telling me that Grandpa told her that he's leaving. He couldnt hang in there anymore. That's when i started holding his hand and crying. I called out "ahgong.." , with his oxygen mask on , he stared at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandma was sobbing and she told him " &lt;em&gt;All your kids are here..You can go peacefully now&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As the time goes , grandpa's eyes were closing. And eventually closed. He was still breathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At that moment of time i thought he was asleep.. Until a nurse came in to check his pulse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then a doctor came rushing in to check on him. I thought he was gone and i was saying loudly " Ahma , Ahgong havent leave yet , he's still breathing! HE'S STILL BREATHING " I was sobbing loudly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the doctor was done checking on him , he came out and pronouced that Grandpa had already passed away at 0622HR..But he still have heartbeat. It was weak and only 0.2m/s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandma then walked towards grandpa's bedside. Touching his face , then his hair.. Saying that " &lt;em&gt;Ahlao (husband) , you can go peacefully now , you wont have to suffer anymore ( in teochew)&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As i looked at grandpa , he's mouth were still wide open. He's still trying to catch his last breath before he leave.. i know he doesnt wanna leave yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As the adults went to arrange for the wake , Serea , Mat and i went home to shower and then to Grandma house. As they were trying to catch some sleep at grandma's house , i just couldnt sleep. I walked towards daddy and started crying. I told him.. Whenever i closed my eyes , i'll thought of how Grandpa left us.. He brought me to a nearby coffee shop and talked to me. Until he received a phonecall from mom saying that &lt;em&gt;ahgong is back , &lt;/em&gt;we immediately ran back to the void deck where th wake is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As prayers started and they brought Ahgong's body in , i started to tear again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the wake , i tried to be as nice as possible in that 4 days. I greeted everyone even if i dont know them. Grandpa had lots of friends. Its more than 20 full tables everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the 3rd day of the wake , i got disturbed by a group of people claiming that they wanna match make me with their 16year old son. I was already forcing a smile to be nice and now i still gotta entertain and bear all these craps. They forced me to sit down at the table with them to have supper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As i sat down to eat , they were all staring at me like as if they havent seen a girl before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just then , i ignored them and kept looking at my grandpa photo while eating. I just kept looking at him and my heart tells me.. i really missed him alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until this group of people started their nonsense again. They started wanting to take picture of me and show it to their son/grandson. And that's when i got so pissed that i can give them each one tight slap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;( Close Friends should know my limits and the revenge i take on those who give me a hard time) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I stormed towards Daddy's side and have no idea why , i started crying again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Serea , Sist and Aunt then walked towards me and comfort me. Just then , this group of people came up to me and apologised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ignored them and walked to grandpa's body. I looked at him and started to cry loudly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was calling "ahgong" several times and that made Serea , Sist , Aunt and Lily (Mom's cousin)  started crying too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today , was the last day of the wake. There are perfoming band some dances for grandpa before he set off to find his parents in heaven. Just then.. Grandma walked towards granddad's body sobbing and saying that "&lt;em&gt; Its time u go find your parents , you must be happy with them ( in teochew)&lt;/em&gt; " Grandma then started crying loudly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandpa and Grandma was married when Grandma was 18years old. They were very loving even though it was a arranged marriage. They had been living together ever since then. Up till now , when granddad was still here with us , Grandma would even get jealous if the maid help granddad to the toilet. And granddad doesnt allow Grandma to go to the garden downstairs to learn Taiji because he claim that there were alot of guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From this , everyone should know how loving they were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today..seeing grandma walk towards granddad's body several times and talking to him.. i just feel like breaking down. My heart just dont feel right. Grandma was touching grandpa's face and talking to him. Its really sad to see a loving couple separated.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to Jared brother , Acey , Jeremy &amp;amp; Felicia for attending the wake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rewind back to 8 years ago..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOM BOOM BOOM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah gong , ah ma! " &lt;em&gt;(grandpa , grandma)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our voices and the footsteps of ours as we ran towards our grandparent's house.&lt;br /&gt;As we entered the house , we were greeted by a hug , asking if we had our meal.&lt;br /&gt;We will always play in our grandparents house. We can think of all sorts of stupid games .. cathing , fighting , A.E.I.O.U , Bear game , What is the time now MrWolf , crocodile.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandma will always sit at the side to watch us kids play.&lt;br /&gt;Until around evening , Grandpa would bring us all to the void deck or garden to play.&lt;br /&gt;Before going up , grandpa would buy us each a candy and when we went up to grandpa's house , grandma woud nag at us for eating too much candy and give us biscuit instead. Grandpa would just give a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When i was born , my grandparents would babysit me as my parents were both busy working and wanting to give us a luxurious life in the future. At that point of time , im really very close to my grandparents. I love them all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was only until when i grew older , busy with life that i havent been visiting them oftenly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i'll still visit them if i have nothing on on that day. I would walk from my school and to their place. Looking at their smile when they see me really made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;We were all very close. Family gatherings , Celebrations.. No one is missed out.&lt;br /&gt;5 Families , 11 grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is always our favourite occasion. As everyone meet up , the laughter and smiles on everyone's face. The delicious food by grandma and the company by grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;That's when our family bond together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that grandpa is gone.. im not sure if things would be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i just found out ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grandpa passed away on grandma's birthday..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;grandpa , i will miss u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But sometimes its better to let you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Its really suffering down here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I love you alright? i love you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714003087443517803-126361330802683357?l=la-xy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/feeds/126361330802683357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-always-hard-to-say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/126361330802683357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714003087443517803/posts/default/126361330802683357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-xy.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-always-hard-to-say-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>LA-XY♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13453523684574014143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3rj3u185Nk/Sl3dHRjYi8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/uCxQrIqA3gM/S220/mod_picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
