<?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-7189317784553288722</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:38:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flames of Love and Death.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6207323744353151304</id><published>2007-08-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:04:36.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel lousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wished i was better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just a quick lil' update since i've left only 2 papers which is science practical and mcq. Err, prelims were alright but then i doubt i can passed with flying colors. Yes, i studied but nothing went into my brain and i day-dreamed alot during the papers. So yeah. Alas, my mum didn't know it was my prelims period. That morning she asked me if i need to bring my tie. I was like, wth, nononono. -.-''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a couple of movies, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dead silence, ratatouille and hairspray&lt;/span&gt;. Fantastic! Great, two thumbs up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zac efron is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hawt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; My boyfriend. Oh yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So t'day marks our last day of the term and yeah it's the start of our 1week holiday. Though it's only 1week but i reckon i could do alot of things. Yep, that means revising and catching up with my great ladies. Haha, drick and amiru*. woohoo~ and,  I really need to do some self-reflection, don't ask me why. just shut the fuck up k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate hypocrite. you know, after you found your so called 'new' group of friends, you dump your 'old' ones. and then, everytime we dine together, you whine alot about your 'old' ones. like, seriously alot. Wait, since when you didn't whine, tell me about that then. okay, so that makes you a hypocrite right? then when your 'new' ones ain't free, you find back the 'old' ones. since you're really unhappy when you're with them, then stop hanging out with them, get it? i hate it when you in a way used us just to whine to us. wait, you always whine to everyone anyway! damn it, i hate you!!!! _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up shut up shut up!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just want some peace right now. Things ain't going my way. Bad august, get away. But thank god, t'morrow's is September already. Start of a new month. Oh, but that makes olvls nearing!! Oh gosh, you know. time to study, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the best to those taking nlvls!!&lt;br /&gt;And, dad's going to sabah. Sup with mountain climbing?? My cousin just came back from sabah too, like maybe few days ago? And, now my dad. Hahhahaha. Okay then. Be the top of the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, till then. I'm outta here. Busy schedule. You know what i'll do, i'm gonna filled myself with tuition the whole of next week. I love tuition, don't you? ;D Yeah, time off!! party~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon....... how soon, i don't know. till the time is right for me to blog.&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/7189317784553288722-6207323744353151304?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6207323744353151304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6207323744353151304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6207323744353151304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6207323744353151304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-lousy.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7027899260111449303</id><published>2007-08-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:53:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This time, I'm not quite sure how to express my feelings. It happened too fast. I was really blurred, not knowing what happened. But, after my sister told me, that my cousin had gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;to another world which all of us can't be able to go, i was really taken aback more or less at a lost of words and don't know how to react&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. 6am++ was the day he departed. 230807.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and 'visit' him during the 2nd day of his wake. It lasted three days. Cousins came. Talked and burned 'money' for him. Went through the rituals and all. All i can say, it was really very disheartening. =((. Some of my aunts' eyes are really sore... sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, so the final day, which was yesterday, was really a scene that i rather choose not to attend. So, around about 2pm, went off to the Mandai Crematorium. Troops of army were already being stationed outside the hall. Very grand, indeed. They placed the Singapore's flag above his coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could hold back my tears, but i can't when his coffin is being sent for the cremation. That particular scene, made all of us weep, yes, including me. Somehow, I really wish time stands still at that very moment. But, it's too late.  After that, I thought it'll be okay but in the bus, more tears came down. Damn. So yes, went to the temple near somewhere down st.anthony(sp?) school to place his tablet. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, for more information about his wake, click &lt;a href="http://-retardedfreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, he's one great man worth many of us to respect and look upon to. Even though he's gone, but images of the wake kept hunting my mind. That made me want to tear again. =((. Sighs. Nothing's unfair, really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this incident, I realized that each of our lives are predestined. Ain't it? How true, but it really hurts so much. Some wounds are meant not be be heal, right? ='((. I'll try to be strong, I'll try to hold back my tears, I'll try........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, how is it like, to be.....dead?? And, be separated from your loved ones? Now, I know, how it really feels like when you lose your loved ones. I finally know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best wishes to you.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go,&lt;br /&gt;all of us will be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be remembered in our hearts and soul.&lt;br /&gt;God will protect you... he will.&lt;br /&gt;till we meet in heaven.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-7027899260111449303?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7027899260111449303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7027899260111449303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7027899260111449303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7027899260111449303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-time-im-not-quite-sure-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-919590424994561009</id><published>2007-08-22T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:10:32.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;Back after prelims!&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/7189317784553288722-919590424994561009?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/919590424994561009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=919590424994561009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/919590424994561009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/919590424994561009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-5744931956162056364</id><published>2007-08-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:30:16.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye. I'm blogging after my prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Even there's something happen, i'll not blog.&lt;br /&gt;So scram away from my blog if you're wanting the latest updates.&lt;br /&gt;Nuh-uh. And, i'm creating a new blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;So fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;That's loser shut down her blog, that's too bad then.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're really a loser. Bye loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUE TING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU WATCH OUT. Your layer of fats, totally disgust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You looked really OLD, do you know? Your whole face looked so shag especially your boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, i think it's not boobs, it's just a layer of fats, 'cause i forgot, you're FAT. F-A-T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Get it, FAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I suggest you lose some weight before scolding me that, 'cause you ain't better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You watch out on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You lose some weight of yours before talking to me. Fat people like you, have narrow minded brain, who always love to put words into their mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pussy shit. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;Once again, this is my blog. I got the rights to express my thoughts and feelings. Shut your big shaggy slanted smelly mouth.&lt;br /&gt;So smelly till I can smell from here. EUK.&lt;br /&gt;DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme describe how she dressed herself to school,&lt;br /&gt;She wore the pinafore with the length below her knee around 4cm below??&lt;br /&gt;And, have this really geeky backpack with this big stack of file,worksheets etc in her hand.&lt;br /&gt;Act like some top in school wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get her photo one day, just you wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;You're just pushing your limit, really.&lt;br /&gt;GET THIS IN YOUR MIND, NOBODY LIKES YOU IN FACT ALMOST THE WHOLE 4E COHOT HATE YOU EXCLUDING YOUR BUNCH OF BIRDBRAIN FRIENDS.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-5744931956162056364?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5744931956162056364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=5744931956162056364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5744931956162056364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5744931956162056364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/bye.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-8378068352521439540</id><published>2007-08-21T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:18:03.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You're not worth my time blogging. Let alone one second. Time for plan B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*POOF!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike my sister, always making me run like a fool in the house. Very tiring one leh!!! Stupid lor, don't know when she'll stop harassing me and grow up. She even used my dad's account and flood me. So euk right? She like got split personality. After she brushed her teeth, she talked to me so nicely. MAD-COW disease alert!!! YIKES. I better don't go near my sister. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-8378068352521439540?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8378068352521439540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=8378068352521439540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/8378068352521439540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/8378068352521439540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/youre-not-worth-my-time-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-3518702682860197560</id><published>2007-08-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T21:24:24.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To all outsiders(you know who you are), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shut the bloody gap &lt;/span&gt;of yours if you DON'T know what happened from the start. Don't go around spreading some fucking shit. And, don't go round saying that it's who and who fault. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annoying freaks especially that particular group of nerdy ass.&lt;/span&gt; Oh please, you know who you are. And, yes. Especially that bloody fat ass. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the most fat in the whole sec 4E cohort&lt;/span&gt;. Ain't you ashame of yourself then? Haa, you thought you're like some JC students? Or trying to be a JC wannabe? You can be, but get the top of the class first. If not, shut the bloody smelly mouth of yours. That's the best damn thing that's good for you people. And, look who's talking? I mean puh-lease. How can you called a person fake when that person ain't? Oh, you mean, they wore plastic to school or what? What's your definition for fake, immature and childish? I believe your vocabulary is kinda limited and one word of advice. Go brush up your godamn vocabulary before going round saying shits k. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Immature, fake and childish is so yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;When are you people borned? The 19th century?? For fuck's sake, it's the millennium already!!! Can't take jokes? Then fucking shove off. Don't cross my line then. You mess with me, I'll mess with you too. Wanna play, let's play t'gether. It's so fun, I love to play games, don't you too? You cheena bitches', fucking get lost. I don't give two hoots, really. But then too bad, you people are really testing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm so wanting to get attention in my blog. Who cares? I get all these attention is for fun. But, i love to play this childish yet fun game. Hahahahahahahahahahaha. Ooo-lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-3518702682860197560?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3518702682860197560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=3518702682860197560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3518702682860197560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3518702682860197560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-all-outsidersyou-know-who-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-3732850400142192756</id><published>2007-08-20T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:02.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rsmg4vH-ARI/AAAAAAAAABs/tCmmgqUPV88/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rsmg4vH-ARI/AAAAAAAAABs/tCmmgqUPV88/s320/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100784949556805906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uhmm, yeah. On saturday, went watched "secret" with ahneh, u-sa, chongming and gideon. Well, overall, the movie was kinda good. I would rate it 4/5?? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, relax. I know you're very excited about my post about ahem. Haha, relax k. Lemme typed my day first alright? =P* Kk, then school was sucha bitch t'day. I hate mr chiu. Always I talked, he'll scold me and then others? He didn't. Wtf. And, t'day? He told me, "June, if you wanna talk, go out of the class. And, very soon I'll call your father." You think my father gives two hoots about you? Nuh-uh, and he won't even entertain you!!! Just 'cause i didn't complete the paper he threaten to call my dad. Where got such t'cher?! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right right. Other than that, it's fine. Aiya, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, some people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just want to earn some sympathy.&lt;/span&gt; I don't give two flying fucks whether or not you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt; about whatever shit I wrote. And by the way, it's my blog, so right, i've got my own rights to write whatever I want and right, I shouldn't care about how others feels. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me the definition of blog.&lt;/span&gt; If you don't know then shut the fuck up and stop going around and telling others shits. You wanna say, say in front of me k. Don't have the guts then keep quiet, dudette! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't test my patience.&lt;/span&gt; And, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;since when did I ever say it was you?&lt;/span&gt; Oh you mean, there's only one A2 student in this school? Haa, please! But by the way, since you admitted it yourself, I shan't hide it any longer, so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;congrats, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NG WAN YIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You're brave enough to admit your mistakes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I is very proud of you.&lt;/span&gt; Can you people give some applause to her for being brave? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*claps claps*&lt;/span&gt; Please be like her, very honest. Oh, please~ which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEYWORDS&lt;/span&gt; make you think i'm writing about you? About the A2 girl wanna retake?? Funny leh you. You think only you wanna retake and scored A2?? Aiyo!!! Please re-read my post and prolly get a better spectacles. Yes, it's obvious but hey! I never put any names. Obviously, you have a narrow minded mind, period. Thanks for admitting. 'Cause I can blog easier. LOLOLOL!! Yay!! Let's play this exciting game t'gether. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so, it was another lied you said.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you make me wanna run away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;it was never worth it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I thought everything's gonna be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;But, I thought wrong, again.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7189317784553288722-3732850400142192756?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3732850400142192756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=3732850400142192756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3732850400142192756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3732850400142192756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/right-right.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rsmg4vH-ARI/AAAAAAAAABs/tCmmgqUPV88/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-5908390458979122210</id><published>2007-08-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:07:09.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start ranting about my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt; towards some people, lemme first rant 'bout my day in school t'day. And, thank goodness that I'm updating now. Haha. =P* It took much of my brain to have the inspiration on what to blog k. But, of course I must thank my fans(my friends lah, actually!) in giving me the juiciest gossip so yeah. If not I'll not update. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z2/Insomniac_Ashley/Emoticons/Emoticons-2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, school was amazingly incredible. Lol, as if!! I'm starting to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;amaths now. Serious!! No, in fact, I'm starting to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;maths. All of it!!! &gt;=(( HOW IN THE EARTH CAN I LOSE TO HER?!?!?!?!?! HOW !!! YOU TELL ME HOW LAH!! Bastard sial. Aiya, never mind! Then yeah, during lunch break, wenta eat pizza with U-sa, zhiying, chongming, yongshun, eric and sinyong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;~ The temptation. Can't resist k. But then, towards the end, the guys started to talk about the video. Sick, and I kinda lost my appetite. Stupid. Okok, then walked back to school for small group. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;~ After all, it was a pleasant nice lunch. ^^ So during chemistry, was like chatting all the way with all the peeps around me. And, I realized alot of things. Hehe. But, I felt kinda guilty not to listen in class despite t'cher in a way telling us off and asking us to keep quiet but we still continue talking. =X. June's never quiet in class, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AS IF&lt;/span&gt;! Haha. Hmm, geography was alright just that chongming made me and u-sa laughed till like stomach pain? Haha, and u-sa is damn pervertic. You know, i know. =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thanks u-sa for the sandwiches. But, sadly, i got tummyache when got home. Cheyyy!! Bluff only!! =P&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;Hmm, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have you ever heard of taking olvls for fun&lt;/span&gt;?? Yeah, one of my classmate, that's right, it's the A2-cum-not-happy-with-the-result girl, said that she RETAKE chinese is FOR FUN! Ohmygod. That's seriously outta of mind kinda thing. And, right, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you've got no rights to go round saying other people's results k.&lt;/span&gt; Got A2 big fuck?? It's just chinese puh-lease. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go buck up your english&lt;/span&gt;, that's the main damn thing. Stop bullshitting with your chinese. You typical cheena wannabe. And, why why why you must wonder why people hate you. Actually, you need not know. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How over the moon i am when you did not come to school t'day&lt;/span&gt;??? Yeah, it doesn't makes a difference anyway, but, for me, it does. You're just someone who's trying to suck up with every t'chers by acting cute and acting innocent. In another words, you're just a t'cher's pet. Aiya, just don't  be an idiot man. Damn, i'm losing my inspiration. Oh yeahh, you don't be a selfish ass to tell others' higher mother tongue prelim date just a few days before the actual date. Don't give excuses. It's just so obvious what you're trying to do. Whatever it is, you just pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 176px;" src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb111/PinkyFroggy/ouch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, looser!!&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;Oh, i realized money is what you're going after not really true relationship, that's kinda sad huh! I never never expect you to be like this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awwwww&lt;/span&gt;~ Never mind, I won't care. It's who must be name in a loss not me anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/bopollux/emoticons/thSweatdrop.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It felt weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/bopollux/emoticons/thOXP.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-5908390458979122210?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5908390458979122210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=5908390458979122210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5908390458979122210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5908390458979122210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/before-i-start-ranting-about-my-hatred.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z2/Insomniac_Ashley/Emoticons/th_Emoticons-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7869480377920084416</id><published>2007-08-14T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:03:26.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;'cause i went to the toilet and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i forgot to flush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the next thing i knew, my sister went in and shouted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WEI BUBU, you da bian never flush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"uhahahas. opps, i forgot. LOL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My sister just saw my cute lil' shit and i think my shit are pretty shy. =((.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No privacy already. LOL. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my sister called me bubu or any weird names she can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-7869480377920084416?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7869480377920084416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7869480377920084416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7869480377920084416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7869480377920084416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-pity-my-sister-cause-i-went-to-toilet.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-970979860751605237</id><published>2007-08-14T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:56:28.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whao, i didn't know &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(actually there's only one person. haha.) can be so greedy aye! Got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already still wanna&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; retake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aim for higher&lt;/span&gt;? Fuck you lah. Know where you stand leh. So what if you kept topping for chinese all along??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fucking pissed during chinese lesson. Mdm zhangli talked alot of crap which I don't bother to know and one point makes me damn fucking pissed lah. Cb, one of my classmate(you know who you are lah, one more time i type out your name already act one innocent.), scored A2 for chinese then right she still wanna retake. Joke of the day. So much time to waste hor?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So greedy, you don't want your fucking A2 then gimme k. A2 is high enough and yet you wanna ask for more????&lt;/span&gt; WTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Know what you can do?? GO BANG THE WALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And, it's like. C'mon man. You yourself wanna retake don't make till that dog of yours asked you or convince you to retake k. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you retake and got lower or remain as A2, I tell you, I'll laugh my ass off man.&lt;/span&gt; Stupid, stop acting innocent in class. I hate it. Ya, I'm mean so what?? Don't act smart in front of me. Don't think that you're top in class, you can forever be top. Watch it, girl. And, don't be so overly confident in your chinese 'cause i tell you, you won't forever be top. You'll fall one day. Don't climb too high yet. I'll catch up, I make sure I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so pissed. so pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of proud peacocks in my class. EUK. One of them is HER! that A2 girl. stupid shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my final decision, not to retake Chinese. that's it. I hope I don't regret and it's time for the game to begin. No more playing and slacking already. I'll show the world one day esp to that stupid A2 girl. Damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that self-invite girl. Stop pissing off my friends k. Stupid. You and your boyfriend are the same. Proud shit. Now I no mood to write, will continue this hatred soon. Check back soon, thanks.&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-970979860751605237?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/970979860751605237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=970979860751605237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/970979860751605237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/970979860751605237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/whao-i-didnt-know-some-people-can-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7658454122272713237</id><published>2007-08-13T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:27:41.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I got a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pathetic C6 &lt;/span&gt;for my mother tongue Olvls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I called up my mum to tell her about my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Ma, t'day i got back my chinese results leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum: then how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: i got C6. Can not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum: can lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: then should i retake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum: up to you lah. If don't want retake then better work hard for the rest of the subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: But then C6 can right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum: Can lah. You also never put in your effort in chinese. Better work hard for the rest of the subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet? =)). Mum knows me best. Indeed, I never put in my effort in chinese. 'cause i pretty much dislike it and knowing that the paper is so tough so getting a C6 is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what makes me feel disheartening is that seeing majority of my friends including my primary school friends scored at least B3 and above, really makes me wonder. Am I really that lousy?? I know, no use crying over split milk, but having friends who got way high up of you, it really makes yourself think that you're useless, lousy and not study-material type. Yeah, it's just mother tongue but it can prove alot as well. isn't it? I felt so discourage suddenly. =((. I don't know why, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what I really don't understand is, some people(names not mention, but you know who you are), actually scored B3 and above or rather B4 and above. They're still not happy about it. Sighs, you know how happy I'll be getting those grades?? Damn it, it's so.............!!! Why not put your shoes in those getting lower than you?? This especially goes out to those people who're so stuck up and think that they can score even better, fuck off and know where you stand. I'm not jealous about their results, i'm more to piss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I retake?? I don't know if I should, yeah, shut up if you're least interested in my question. 'Cause you don't know what obstacles i'm facing. I'm afraid that if i retake, I'll still get the same grade or rather maybe a C5. It's somehow or another, a waste of my time and waste of money. Yeah, money is not a problem. But, what about time?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time waits for no man, dude.&lt;/span&gt; Time is precious. I rather take those time to actually revise for other things. Never mind, I'll discuss it with my mum later then. 'Cause unfortunately,.. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I enjoyed myself during school. It's pretty much a slacking day for me. Haha, especially during social studies, right girls?? haha! Oh yeah, I'm quite excited for my english oral. I don't know why! I'm just prepared for it. =P. Oh, tomorrow's tuesday! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my ladies, drick and mike!! HAHAHA! ;P&lt;br /&gt;Dricky and mikey! ;P Muhuhuhuhu. My new found love. D&amp;amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-7658454122272713237?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7658454122272713237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7658454122272713237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7658454122272713237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7658454122272713237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/sighs-i-got-pathetic-c6-for-my-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7521392981435674259</id><published>2007-08-10T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:46:27.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i finally know where i stand in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;sighs,&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i get for amending all my mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;for i know,&lt;br /&gt;you still took things for granted, as always.&lt;br /&gt;i tried not to. but it still happened anyway.&lt;br /&gt;forget it, it'll never be the same i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so i know why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-7521392981435674259?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7521392981435674259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7521392981435674259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7521392981435674259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7521392981435674259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-i-finally-know-where-i-stand-in.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-2064001250091537938</id><published>2007-08-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:13:56.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha, So like, t'day went meet ah neh and u-sa at bedok inter around 3plus? Haha, as usual i was late. =P. So yeah, wenta mac to accompany u-sa to eat. Then someone wenta buy cortex. AHAHAHA, kk, jkjkjk. So anyway, after which we went erm, lemme recall. Oh yeah, we headed to sentec and like after awhile we wenta look for the guys which consist of ys, daniel, chongming, sinyong, kengleong, andrew, eric, wuyu, jeffrey and weiyuan. Nico and his girlfriend came after a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to head down to the esplanade there. And yeah, it was like a pack of sardines. And, this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;son of the bitch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; lady&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; practically pushed her way through like she's skinny or whatsoever. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fat like a gorilla.&lt;/span&gt; Please lah, everyone wanted to go just wait and follow the flow k. That's what i hate about singaporeans. Damn impatient about everything and like to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUSH&lt;/span&gt; their way through like they've got no mouth or something. I thought Singaporeans got a big mouth? Fuck them aye! In the shopping centre as well, one of the damn lady pushed me. Disgusting shit. If you push me, and say sorry, it's okay sial. But then. EUK! I hate crowded places. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, so finally we settle down a place but no seats, but, can sit on the floor. So yeah, i practically stand through out 'cause of some reasons. Waited for quite long for the fireworks. and like around 8plus? It finally came out. Whao! It's awesome k. Haha. yeah, it's my first time watching it with my friends on national day. Sadly, I missed last year's one. So yeah. Pictures and videos later. So, hanping and his friend came to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it ended, we walked all the way to plaza Singapura. It's so far~ Leg nearly broke. Haha. Ate mac's and headed home already as like, all the shops are almost closing. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, It's an enjoyable and memorable day for me, at least. Don't wanna come into details of what we really did. It's for me to know, for you to find out. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The videos;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxAD2flugt8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxAD2flugt8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjVfV4ELC6c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjVfV4ELC6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 241px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupie 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 242px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah neh, u-sa, eric and jeffrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 243px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah neh and u-sa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 244px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, without chongming and weiyuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey and eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 421px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 245px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-sa and yourstruely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 249px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/nationalday043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah neh and yourstruely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, there's a few more but i'm kinda lazy to upload so yeah. &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0QcN3LFu3aMXlg"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to view all yeah. I guess you can know all the details by going &lt;a href="http://hidden-feelings-usa.blogspot.com/"&gt;u-sa's&lt;/a&gt; blog. hahaha. And anyway, I'm quite pissed. Upon hearing that the SingFest student ticket is only a friggin' 75bucks!!! If i know it earlier I will definitely go. So stupid!!! Grrr. &gt;=(. If not, I can see Avenged sevenfold. =((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, bye! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7189317784553288722-2064001250091537938?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2064001250091537938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=2064001250091537938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/2064001250091537938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/2064001250091537938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore-haha-so-like.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-3287545577616804105</id><published>2007-08-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:37:05.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;One day I'm gonna forget your name,&lt;br /&gt;And one sweet day, you're gonna drown in my lost pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-3287545577616804105?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3287545577616804105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=3287545577616804105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3287545577616804105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3287545577616804105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-day-im-gonna-forget-your-name-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-3932279861711388420</id><published>2007-08-06T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:35:46.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/truln6VnS4E"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/truln6VnS4E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evanescence rocks!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, tomorrow's the last day for school this week. Hoho, of course i won't be so stupid to attend school on wednesday for just a few hours though i can wear home clothes to school but then it sucks anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-3932279861711388420?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3932279861711388420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=3932279861711388420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3932279861711388420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3932279861711388420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-sacrifice-its-true-were-all.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7362331078851046698</id><published>2007-08-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:59:32.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;我还爱着一个人,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;但愿回到美好的从前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Alright, So i'll blog about yesterday. Lessons were only from 8am - 10am due to the school official opening later during the evening. And, it was kinda a waste of time for the 2hours spent in the morning. So, the 4Es and 5Ns got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to attend the school official opening. Gotta be there by 4.30pm and got seated in the hall like around 4.40pm. So, like, waited for the guests to arrive and yeahh the guest of honor came around like 5.35pm?? That's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;longgggg~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda boring at first as there's speech by the principal and guest of honors. Anyway, then the whole thing started. There's the musical performed by the drama club. It was very funny at some parts and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeahh&lt;/span&gt;, bravo! Lol, and uh-huh. Some of our t'chers managed to perform as well. Most memorable performance? It was the one which Miss ang sang with the t'chers behind playing the instruments from the guitar, saxophone, electric keyboard, drums etc etc. She sang "sway" for the first part and a few national day songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ended around 7.30pm and the guests all left and yeah. There's an encore by Miss ang. And, practically made everyone wanna dance. Haha, there's a commotion in front and like, everyone wenta the front to like join in the fun. So like, we wenta the front and Mr chen asked us to go back. wtf. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz` never mind uh, but the mood was like those prom night kinda mood. Very nice~ ;D Sorry no pictures, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ain't like those people who kept snapping pictures non-stop like what's there nice to take?? Even when people are talking, they're still snapping away. And, even an empty stage, they still wanna snap. Like, how nice can a stage get? Hurhur. Lifeless people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 237px; height: 191px;" src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p17/teri2536/ZmileyNDotherstuff/103.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. g-string is not a pantie. it's a secret symbol/character. ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like, i say, you know, i know. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-7362331078851046698?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7362331078851046698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7362331078851046698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7362331078851046698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7362331078851046698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/y-y-alright-so-ill-blog-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p17/teri2536/ZmileyNDotherstuff/th_103.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-1378774881422362472</id><published>2007-08-04T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:08:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love G-string.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t37/kizz_ye/sdo%20emoticon/CDBC0014E1FB3BA6760D99646E40B179.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you know, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-1378774881422362472?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1378774881422362472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=1378774881422362472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/1378774881422362472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/1378774881422362472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-g-string.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t37/kizz_ye/sdo%20emoticon/th_CDBC0014E1FB3BA6760D99646E40B179.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-2517339065120991033</id><published>2007-07-31T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:02.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what. My sister was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn disgusting&lt;/span&gt;. So like, she's talking to me then i was like, stunned as i saw something &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stucked between her front tooths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Waolao. Got vegetable stuck on your teeth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister: No hor, it's the Oreo lah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she deliberately showed her teeths in front of me. Superly gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn stubborn, told her was vegetable but, she kept on saying it's oreo though that substance stucked between her front tooths was black. Haha, actually, i reckon it's really oreo. =P anyhow, it's damn disgusting plus her front tooths ain't straight kinda like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"rabbit teeth" &lt;/span&gt;like, when she closed her mouth, one of the front teeth can like stick out. how gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme show you an example of what happened, I drew it myself not nice, i know so shut up. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rq83MqFjbUI/AAAAAAAAABk/XslW1oEqD4Q/s1600-h/uglyteeth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rq83MqFjbUI/AAAAAAAAABk/XslW1oEqD4Q/s320/uglyteeth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093350394174860610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya, the black thingy was the vegetable/oreo stucked on her teeths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, I've got a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very superly disgusting turn-off froggie sister&lt;/span&gt; in my house, or better still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alien-ish sister&lt;/span&gt;. Aiya!! Whatever she wanna call herself. Muhohoho. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's my post?? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-2517339065120991033?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2517339065120991033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=2517339065120991033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/2517339065120991033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/2517339065120991033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rq83MqFjbUI/AAAAAAAAABk/XslW1oEqD4Q/s72-c/uglyteeth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-600382475773022750</id><published>2007-07-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:31:53.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t37/kizz_ye/sdo%20emoticon/E59E6664148FAD57F2F74F751CA96E76.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the weekends are here!! Woohoo~ Like, can take a break from the books for two days, at least though there's still tuition and all. Never mind, weeks passed by so quickly. Really hope to get by this stupid major exams quick and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty excited &lt;/span&gt;to get my chinese results back. Actually, I kinda know my result already. I'm pretty sure that I won't do well, prolly just a pass. =X Ahh, negative thinkings of mine. But, anyway, I'm not gonna count in so yeah, why care? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t'day amaths test totally sucks.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Integration totally sucks balls.&lt;/span&gt; Like, last minute revision don't help at all. I mean, not at all. 'Cause my mind was blank immediately. x_X ya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very weak&lt;/span&gt; in my integration. Grrr, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/shinokids/emoticon/onion/onion011.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn irritated during emaths lesson.(not only me felt that) Some attention seeking whore practically shouted "2! 2! 2! 2!" for no tomorrow. Attention seekek!!! I almost shouted at her man. Stupid!!! Why? You wanna let everyone know that you came to school t'day? Oh please! No one took notice of you anyway. Fancy copied during Social studies test? You thought t'cher's eyes are blind?? Please lah eh. You thought what?? School is like a resort/hotel for you izzit?? Come as and when you like. Disgusting shit. You totally turn me off man, bitch! Shut the bloody mouth of yours k and stop acting so openly!!! _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, some people are really thick-skinned. They can actually self-invite themselves to say, parties?? or going out? Eh, please. Nobody likes you man. So stop self-inviting yourself lah. Nobody wants you to go anyway. You just wanna join in the fun, but end up, who clean up the mess? Other people. And, ya. Don't act like as if, I DIDN'T ASK YOU OUT K. Fuck you. You rejected it so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn offs lil' pests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha, I think i felt much better after typing out?? LOL. I don't give two hoots on whether anot I'm writing about you. LOL. Alright, I think I'm going off now. And good news, I've got lots of homework not done. I'm so slack man. x_X. And, I'm so lagging behind. Yikes!! I don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t146/bloodchocolatte/emoticon/Juan_Jr__by_techwarman.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 16th birthday Jeffery!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7189317784553288722-600382475773022750?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/600382475773022750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=600382475773022750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/600382475773022750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/600382475773022750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-weekends-are-here-woohoo-like.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t37/kizz_ye/sdo%20emoticon/th_E59E6664148FAD57F2F74F751CA96E76.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-1131599444530945628</id><published>2007-07-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:44:28.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yay! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/span&gt; arrived yesterday at my door step at i don't know what time. Alas, i'm not at home to collect the book in my own hands. But anyway, I'm like so happy. Woohoo~ Mum ordered the adult special edition so th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ere's an extra kinda box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. (Pictures will be shown.) I just read finished two chapters of it. Haha. Cool shit k. =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spoilers, Harry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;potter did not die. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 387px;" src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/4497/image019jd3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/9727/image020zi9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 443px;" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/2126/harrypotter2xv3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 439px;" src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/2862/harrypotter3kc2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 440px;" src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/7888/harrypotter4yi0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Harry Potter books I had collected. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;KK, like had tuition yesterday; Amaths and science. Totally zonked out. Hmm, each time i attend tuition, I learn something new especially science. Like, I learnt how to tackle some questions which I don't know at all. Forces forces!! Gonna do well for that topic. =)) Next physics mocky, must score well. Must improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like alot of people had giving me Studying tips and advices on how to score well for olvls and all. But then, I still haven't heed on them seriously. Damn it. Like, planning a timetable for myself and all sorts. zzzzz` To say the truth, I hadn't really started studying only completing homework, attending tuition, doing shits and slacking. That's all I did. And of course, playing a fool. Not yet serious. Argh, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; myself. &gt;=(. And, one bad news. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My memory is failing.&lt;/span&gt; I can't memorize for nuts!!! The reason why I can do well (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like real, haha.&lt;/span&gt;) is due to many many practices I did. Like all the practices seems so alike I can do without my eyes open. Lol, kk, kidding. =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=1070"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 282px; height: 394px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/Singfest_FINAL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And, right... I so wanna go to singfest!!! Omg, cool shit k. Cool bands coming to town. Especially on the 9th August, The academy is... and avenged sevenfold. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A7X COMING.&lt;/span&gt; HOW COOL RIGHT?! 150bucks man for one ticket. Who wanna sponsor me? Pretty please?? T_T Whatever seyy. I really wanna go. Sighs. Click the above image for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/Artist-316752-1937612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome cute band. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAW LOSER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pictures;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 327px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/Image012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JellyBeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 246px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/Photo-0555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tongue out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 245px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/Photo-0558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 245px;" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b269/chocopud/Photo-0557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I looked weird. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-1131599444530945628?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1131599444530945628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=1131599444530945628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/1131599444530945628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/1131599444530945628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-5422670811031512817</id><published>2007-07-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:51:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, you replaced someone else in your heart already.&lt;br /&gt;sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-5422670811031512817?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5422670811031512817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=5422670811031512817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5422670811031512817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5422670811031512817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-only-left-with-used-to-bes-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-2845312925637564750</id><published>2007-07-18T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:11:59.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w260/jojoaiuk/birthday.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday U-sa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahh, well, hope you enjoyed yourself k? I'm sure you did at the later part right? ;D And and, well, thanks for everything ya. And, haha. control your temper yeah!! You're one year older already. =P. All the best in everything you do k especially him. Good luck. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh well, School was well, what can i say?? Normal, I guess. =/&lt;br /&gt;Never mind about the school part, pretty much sucked. Nearly late but god saved me from being late 'cause i reached school at like 8.35am or something?? Like, the gate usually close at around 8.30am for every wednesday. Must have a clean record this term though. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i shit-ed three time t'day. Before I go out, during chinese lesson, and then during health screening. Damn fuck k. The shit like. euk-ness. so soft and urgh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laosai lah!!&lt;/span&gt; Having the runs early in the morning. And, tell me, who in the hell will shit three times early in the morning?! I tell you, no one unless they got diarrhea or something. I hate shitting early in the morning and of course, in school. Must use tissue paper. Ya, unfortunately i wash my butt and not using tissue paper to clean the shit remaining. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, celebrated u-sa's birthday at the foyer. Then like after awhile, everybody started throwing eggs, flour and part of the cake. Haha, luckily i wasn't being thrown or something. =P Aiya, partly 'cause i don't wanna get my uniform dirty and then ya, the uniform not i wash what. so yeah. =P. Then after that went night studying. Like, chongming, yeohao and gideon came. Then they talked, waolao! damn funny. haha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks those who cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/yociexp50.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i never did say i'm strong. In fact, i'm weak weak weak! Sighs, whatever it is, somethings are better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7189317784553288722-2845312925637564750?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2845312925637564750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=2845312925637564750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/2845312925637564750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/2845312925637564750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-u-sa-ahh-well-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/th_yociexp50.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6501135533436647562</id><published>2007-07-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:02:54.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was expectantly incredible. Haha, well. like, there's alot of great laughs t'day. So *ahem*, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'day physics lesson, we were like doing practical. Then out of nowhere, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chelsea did this oh-so funny stunt.&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha!! The chair can like topple off, see how much effort she put in?? Haha, i didn't know how the hell she did that. LOL. Kk, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chelsea, i know i'm very bad to laugh at you during practical just now. But, I really couldn't help it.&lt;/span&gt; LOL!!! =PpPpPp. After awhile, I laughed again. Told ya, i couldn't help it. It kept flashing back. HAHAHA! =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/yociexp24.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During ss, we were like, having test. Then right, suddenly U-sa sneezed like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL &lt;/span&gt;loud k. It pretty much took everyone's attention. LOL. Distracted everyone. Then me and jen were like laughing away. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waolao&lt;/span&gt;! Her sneeze like not sneeze like that. ahahahaks. By writing this down, I could actually remember the scene. Yes, I'm smiling to myself while typing. Lmao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/yociexp27.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, k, another one. During P.e, while the t'cher was marking attendance. Then he was like, reading out our names. Then came U-sa's name. T'cher was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"so, should I call you *********" &lt;/span&gt;Actually, I don't know how to spell her name ah, so i couldn't write out. But was funny lah. Then the last sentence was, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"or kitty?"&lt;/span&gt; LOL, something between that line. HAHAHA. Funny siol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/yociexp30.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.e was fun t'day!! Badminton all the way!!~ LOL, felt good to exercise. Muhuhuhu. I hope some of my fats will at least been burn away. Hehehe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, to u-sa and chelsea, hope you guys won't mind me posting this up.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. But, funny eh. Hehehe. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, think they can go for the just for laughs thingy already. Lol. Kk, update till here. Study!! Focus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/yociexp28.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-6501135533436647562?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6501135533436647562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6501135533436647562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6501135533436647562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6501135533436647562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-was-expectantly-incredible.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/th_yociexp24.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6643147719567729973</id><published>2007-07-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:33:18.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amaths tuition; understand better for kinematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chinese O's Listening tomorrow; Lucks to everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lawrance cheated on me, not. =P Still, you're a mofo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pokemon + Super mario played on hp; latest trend going on in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chats with amiru* and drick, was great indeed.=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mock tests one after another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Harry potter and order of phoenix with u-sa, jason and junhui(sp?). Splendid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't wait for the new harry potter book to arrive at my doorstep at the 21st of july. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So badly wanna go this year NDP. who got tickets? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our class practically got cheated for the class t-shirt. All thanks to someone aye! Waited for 123456789 months still haven't get. And that idiot actually paid the full amount. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy early 13th Birthday to my alien-look-alike sister eunice yik a.k.a tanzie or whatever she wanna call herself. lol. alien yik sounds nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Still, he's awesomely cute. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/yociexp21.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm awfully disappointed in myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-6643147719567729973?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6643147719567729973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6643147719567729973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6643147719567729973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6643147719567729973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/amaths-tuition-understand-better-for.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u106/davegmz/Monkey%20Emoticon/th_yociexp21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7389404753687812758</id><published>2007-07-10T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:44:07.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the facts right.&lt;br /&gt;you hoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-7389404753687812758?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7389404753687812758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7389404753687812758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7389404753687812758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7389404753687812758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/get-facts-right.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6433690854001791082</id><published>2007-07-07T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T11:23:16.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/oorlam/nienke.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Say ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; You are sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I'm still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;a bit naive with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you're close I don't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't find the words to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't wanna be into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you are not looking for true love, oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't wanna start seeing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; If I can't be your only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;tell me when it's not alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; When it's not OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you try to make me feel better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you say alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (say alright)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you say OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Say OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you stick with me through whatever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Say OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you call I don't know if I should pick up the phone every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I'm not like all my friends who keep calling up the boys, I'm so shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't wanna be into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you don't treat me the right way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I can only start seeing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; If you can make my heart feel safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (feel safe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; When it's not alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; When it's not OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you try to make me feel better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you say alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (say alright)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you say OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Say OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you stick with me through whatever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't run away, don't run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Let me know if it's gonna be you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Boy, you've got some things to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me know that you'll keep me safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I don't want you to run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me know that you'll call on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Let me know that you'll help me shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you wipe my tears away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you hold me closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; When it's not alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; When it's not OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you try to make me feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you say alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (say alright)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you say OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Say OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Will you stick with me through whatever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Say OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Don't run away, don't run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be OK, don't run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will you say OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Say that it's gonna be alright. That it's gonna be OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7189317784553288722-6433690854001791082?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6433690854001791082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6433690854001791082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6433690854001791082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6433690854001791082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/say-ok-you-are-fine-you-are-sweet-but.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6748144775248010309</id><published>2007-07-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:03:54.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/lexycutie69/emoticons/th9bd88089.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; screwed up&lt;/span&gt; my Chinese O's oral big time. =((. I kinda regret, not to like, listen in class and like, practice and pay attention in class. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waolao!&lt;/span&gt; see! now, so many words i don't know how to read. And, I was like trembling through out when reading. =X.  You know the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xi huan&lt;/span&gt;" that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xi&lt;/span&gt;"?? I pronounce as don't know what fucking shit word. I realized the passage like reading some tongue twister. The pronunciation of those words like so similar. The conversation part was kinda alright, but, that t'cher practically helped me to complete my sentence. Like, I was thinking of the word then he helped me complete. zzzzz`. like that, might as well he take oral for me. This is the first time I kept thinking about chinese oral man. For my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1234567&lt;/span&gt;years of taking chinese oral, i didn't really think alot. Except for this. Of course what! Chinese O's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. Though I'm not counting in for my L1B4. Aiya. I was like wondering if I should re-take my chinese. Should hafta take Chinese B in the first place. Damn damn. Never mind, let's put oral a side first. Now, left english oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a204/zwi5h3r/Emoticon/lightsaber.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized somethings. That, not everyone is reasonable. Well, forget it. I guess &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; feeling is coming back again. Why? Wouldn't you tell me why? I miss dricky. Where are you?! Poly students really so busy?? Busy until cannot contact? ='(. Sometimes, I feel like crying, and i don't know why. I admit defeat. I'm not strong. Please stab me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-6748144775248010309?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6748144775248010309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6748144775248010309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6748144775248010309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6748144775248010309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/sighs-i-screwed-up-my-chinese-os-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/lexycutie69/emoticons/th_th9bd88089.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-8630721615994243124</id><published>2007-07-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:20:00.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just came home and had my dinner + bathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, i'm very awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I spent 3/4 of my money on food yesterday and i spent all t'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My stomach grumbled while having science tuition t'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I did geography, amaths, science &amp; physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I finally bought my new lip stud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laosai&lt;/span&gt; this morning having to spend at least 15minutes for all the shit to be shitted out from my arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, this faggot stand behind me and chanted something. He scared the shit outta me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While getting off the bus, this fugly auntie kept pushing me from behind. And, I pratically can feel her breast molesting my back. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I ate two bowls of laksa yesterday and one bowl t'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is freaky, I kept wearing the same color t-shirts as my alien-ish sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I find that whoever wore pink is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally, he's awesomely cute. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything is all jumbled up. Figure out yourself then. No time no time. Time is precious. Off to my beddy now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y25/rjay_as/emoticon/36_2_27.gif" /&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/7189317784553288722-8630721615994243124?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8630721615994243124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=8630721615994243124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/8630721615994243124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/8630721615994243124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-came-home-and-had-my-dinner-bathe.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y25/rjay_as/emoticon/th_36_2_27.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-3096717224926407501</id><published>2007-06-28T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:05:51.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l102/jomcnab13/woohoo.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyo! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt; got the time to like, blog and do proper stuff. Like relaxing and all sorts. Haha, that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pure exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; though. =P Kk, like, had been coming home late for the last few days. Was busy mugging and all. Hurhur. Just received our prelims timetable. And, it was during the month of August! Is that fast or what? And and. plus next week, 5th of july, is my chinese olvls oral. wth. that's like damn scary. I'ma afraid of oral the most. Like.. urgh. My whole body can tremble not stop k. Especially during the conversation part. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waolao! &lt;/span&gt;I just passed my oral for mids. Damn. Guess, I need to retake my chinese. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v102/cotell/Emoticon/throck.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t'day school was like, real funny. hahaha. So like, recess, there's this music dedication thingy. Then the guys like sabo-ed ys. Then the msg was like seriously damn hilarious. Especially the last sentence, wrote &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You rock my life.".&lt;/span&gt; LMAO. I was like, laughing real hard &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till my balls gonna drop out.&lt;/span&gt; =0. kk, then yadah yadah. I loike the song though. Kinda touching and the whole thing was very touching. But, don't know why some ********..... whatever, ain't mature yet. so like yeah. Anyway, if you're there, you'll know. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/lexycutie69/emoticons/th40c0bd1e.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that time, when at mac studying with j.l.a.z. This mentally ill + disabled lady came and mumbled or rather shout at us but, mainly me. And, before that we were like laughing real loudly and all. So ya. After that lady shouted, she came forward, and threw a piece of tissue paper towards my direction. k, that's like so very creepy. It scared the shit outta me k. I swear I'ma not going to princess mac ever again! Shitty place + low fuck place. Damn shit. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very very nice emoticon that will make you high, not.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n120/Shanti72/emoticon.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-3096717224926407501?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3096717224926407501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=3096717224926407501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3096717224926407501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3096717224926407501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyo-finally-got-time-to-like-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/lexycutie69/emoticons/th_th40c0bd1e.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6798522066478833645</id><published>2007-06-25T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:29:09.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i242/theohm/Emoticon/Emoticon-shocked.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahh, I'ma totally vexed! Completely vexed k. Like uhmm, the study group will start tomorrow afternoon and like i've got maths tuition on every friday afternoon. I really don't know which one to go. And, i'm told that there's this physics mock exam this coming friday. Shiat, which should I choose? Mock exam or tuition?? Nonono, I can't change no more, 'cause there's like no more time slot left? x_x Ahh!! Help can?? If i put to saturday, then I still got science tuiton &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh.&lt;/span&gt; That'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;exhausting. I wouldn't wanna live already. Just shoot me, please! Which will you people go, tuition or school? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/kozavu/Emoticons/NOOO.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, school t'day was pretty alright. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid stupid fucks.&lt;/span&gt; Err, gonna start my night studying soon. Hehe, I reckon it'll be fun, yes? Haha, I can't wait. Oh yeah!! And, I'm gonna take out my tagboard! So sorry, I mean, I don't want to. But, seriously, got no more time left. I'm told that there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 more friggin' week till prelims&lt;/span&gt; are here! Oh my. That's like fast k. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So lil' time, so many things to do.&lt;/span&gt; So right, gonna like kick my computer habit by going out to study every single day&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yeah right. like, as if i will go out every single day. Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;. I hope so. 'Cause i'm rather lazy and damn slack-ish. Alright, for Olvls, I'll do anything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn despo for my damn 10points man.&lt;/span&gt; So so so so wanna get that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h62/bettybetsy/thmonkey2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, here's my list of ambitions which I so wanna be since when I'm young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Veterinarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Chemist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Journalism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, abit out of the world or something man. Oh well, I'll strive hard though. Realized, all of it needs my science. Die die. Gonna mug hard for science. Hehehe. =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10points, here I come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i95.photobucket.com/albums/l125/dt2k/tmnt.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should i add him? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-6798522066478833645?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6798522066478833645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6798522066478833645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6798522066478833645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6798522066478833645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahh-ima-totally-vexed-completely-vexed.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i242/theohm/Emoticon/th_Emoticon-shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-4087181210038807424</id><published>2007-06-23T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:17:12.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Aaron sent me this link ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzIkGcqC0us"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzIkGcqC0us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it, it was kinda gross though but worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, go watch k. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g138/twinkela/Emoticon/bear.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-4087181210038807424?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4087181210038807424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=4087181210038807424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/4087181210038807424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/4087181210038807424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/stupid-aaron-sent-me-this-link-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g138/twinkela/Emoticon/th_bear.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-6047001955535211364</id><published>2007-06-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:15:24.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yesterday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I jumped towards the sofa and acted like a dead fish.(as in, you know when you caught a fish already, then the fish will like, struggle abit here and there? Yeah, that's what I did.). I asked my sister(the baka one) to look at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; LOL. Kk, then she was like, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;eeeyerr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;" haha, then I kept laughing. After that, I went towards where she's doing her laptop and saw on the table there's a list of like, names. And, I realized she created her own new nick. Which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;TANZIE YIK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(the final nick that she chose). WTF. After that, I rofl for nearly an hour?? HAHA. Since then, she kept calling me a fish. Wtf, but never mind. You people can call me fishy yik. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/uhhh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;T'day Chemistry practical kick ass. Haha, especially when Yeo hao came to join us(me,neh and chongming.). The first few experiments were quite a success until Yeo Hao came uh. It's like so screwed. 'Cause he kept playing with the wooden splint and all. But, we joined in too. Haha. Fun fun!! And, hilarious too. I love chemistry practical!!! But, i got a flu upon sniffing the ammonia gas. I tell you, ammonia gas is really damn pungent k. Nearly drop dead. After that, my nose itch like fuck. =((.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p130/RoseDesrochers/haha2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r242/lorenaperezp/besitos_www.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;537369.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-6047001955535211364?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6047001955535211364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=6047001955535211364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6047001955535211364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/6047001955535211364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-i-jumped-towards-sofa-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/th_uhhh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-3698866142162964675</id><published>2007-06-19T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:03.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cat scared the shit outta me when I was on my way home t'day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last lil' toe wriggled for about 5seconds last night as if to tell me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'day's dinner was uberly delicious. I ate like one hungry ghost when I came back. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I got for dinner;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfZbK5dyoI/AAAAAAAAABM/2XUGbALIz_E/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfZbK5dyoI/AAAAAAAAABM/2XUGbALIz_E/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077766165688601218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya, I ate all the vegetables already so left that and that is what I called delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfYe65dymI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OK6HPruMdxA/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 368px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfYe65dymI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OK6HPruMdxA/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077765130601482850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Closer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfYs65dynI/AAAAAAAAABE/gSv0KXpqdxU/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfYs65dynI/AAAAAAAAABE/gSv0KXpqdxU/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077765371119651442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished. Clean uh? K, except for the sauce and ginger.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it'll be damn clean i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-3698866142162964675?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3698866142162964675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=3698866142162964675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3698866142162964675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/3698866142162964675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/cat-scared-shit-outta-me-when-i-was-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnfZbK5dyoI/AAAAAAAAABM/2XUGbALIz_E/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-1421135562277481450</id><published>2007-06-18T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:00:34.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Near death, last breath, barely hanging on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Would you believe me if I said I didn't need you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lol, 2nd post of the day. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So like, school's t'day. I felt kinda uneasy and weird going to school t'day. I don't know why either. It's like... got this unwillingly to go the school, that kinda feelings. Urgh, and it's like..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;waolao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;!! Really can't get my ass off my bed t'day man. So tired. My e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes are like so pain t'day. Can't really focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Science practical was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whao!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hehe. Esp. Chemistry uh. Hongling asked me to smell this chemical, forgot what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Waolao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The smell.. damn pungent lah k. Fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;My nose nearly drop off.&lt;/span&gt; Haha, that part, just joking. =P but, seriously..... So like, yeah yeah. Love to play with those chemicals. Mixing here and there. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Physics was still alright. Kinda don't-understand. Haha, but, was like, err, alright? Hope tomorrow's practical will be more fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u290/YOPServer/emoticon/wave.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7189317784553288722-1421135562277481450?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1421135562277481450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=1421135562277481450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/1421135562277481450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/1421135562277481450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/near-death-last-breath-barely-hanging.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u290/YOPServer/emoticon/th_wave.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-7330419846024071497</id><published>2007-06-18T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnZNLK5dyjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pu2liWZozXg/s1600-h/poster_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnZNLK5dyjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pu2liWZozXg/s320/poster_800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077330484206094898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm A Cyborg, But That's Ok.&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty dumb&lt;/span&gt; show.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;catch no balls&lt;/span&gt;, you know.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Baka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/pagaaa.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And er, I didn't know you're so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;overly thick-skinned&lt;/span&gt; to think that my post is writing about you!!! Haa, there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no name stated&lt;/span&gt; and you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;assumed&lt;/span&gt; that i'm writing about you? Haa, how thick-skinned uh? Oh my my my. Don't ever assumed things k. It's like kinda a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing stock&lt;/span&gt; to me. But, please write more, 'cause it somehow entertain me and made my day. Hehe. Till then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;xoxoxoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/laugh.gif" /&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/7189317784553288722-7330419846024071497?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7330419846024071497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=7330419846024071497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7330419846024071497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/7330419846024071497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-cyborg-but-thats-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RnZNLK5dyjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pu2liWZozXg/s72-c/poster_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-5404015384326039269</id><published>2007-06-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T00:01:36.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t146/bloodchocolatte/emoticon/This_is_fun_by_IoriMK.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I'm updating now. So, no more rushing rushing, baby k? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, anyway, days are pretty fine and kinda hectic for me. Went out for the past few days and it was kinda exhausting though. Like, at least I could take a breather or something when I'm outside. And, need not think about shits. Ahh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's like up tomorrow? That's terrible. I don't know what to bring. Gosh, not to add on. I've lost the timetable. I'm kinda clueless about the time management. Urgh, just hate the intensive programme. It kinda sucked. Though as much as I wanna go back to school, soon. But.... Sighs. Never mind, started my revision already though. As much slacking I did during the past few weeks, or should I say, since the start of holidays, started to read like, notes and etc. Hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q269/albeessc/emoticon/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right. You know, there's some pests exist in this world, that no matter how much pesticides you spray on them, they just won't die? Those kinda pests, have you met them before? Oh yes, I do. I didn't know you'll stoop yourself so low and did something like that. I so do not know you'll do that. Yeah, fine. It won't affect me anyway. But, it DID affects you right and that is why you kinda like yadah yadah back aye? Urgh, maybe you can try harder. 'Cause I find it kinda amusing. Make it something less amusing k if you're trying to pull me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r242/lorenaperezp/mar111.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j112/littlegreengirl--/zsmileyfacexp1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure out. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy father's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so important, how can i forget about it?&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk. =X&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/7189317784553288722-5404015384326039269?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5404015384326039269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=5404015384326039269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5404015384326039269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5404015384326039269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/okok-im-updating-now.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t146/bloodchocolatte/emoticon/th_This_is_fun_by_IoriMK.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-9105498254569605855</id><published>2007-06-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:25:45.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the Gatsby commercial. Fucking funn&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehh. &lt;/span&gt;I was like laughing to myself though. Ahahahahaks! Ehh, serious. The hair.... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oMq_Qt35TbA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oMq_Qt35TbA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I........ can give you gatsby~ gatsby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/argue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My freaking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt; came. No wonder past few days, I got irritated easily for god knows why. This time when I got irritated, I feel like strangling someone, you know? It's totally a different kinda feeling. Not mood swings kinds, blame on that stupid pms. Why do girls have pms?! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; it........ &lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u109/Aradia-Fey/Emoticon/Angry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wouldn't wanna type my personal stuff here. It's like.... I don't know. I don't want anyone to know. Yeah, that's why it's called personal lah! Hahaha. I mean, this blog is like meant for, uhmm, studies and all? Like what i've stated. It's a journey of me taking olvls. So yeahh. Nothing more than that which includes my personal stuff. =)). I'm sorry, but, I just don't feels safe writing everything down. 'Cause.. i won't have much privacy thought this is MY blog. Yep. So, I guess it'll be boring but no worries!! I bring you people some entertainment, if needed. Just call the hotline : 1900-991-6868. Haha, just joking! =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/59.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z192/huffle_ruffians/emoticon/drinks.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butter factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, so like, there's actually not much to blog. Except I've gotta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; start mugging. Like, there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not much&lt;/span&gt; time left. And, I better kick the habit of playing online games and all and most importantly, stop slacking. It's so sickening k. Sometimes, I really wanna get some stuff done, but 'cause of my slacking habit, I can't..... So irritating. So, I must start kicking it. And ya... I think I might be heading to the library or anywhere I can study after school each day. Regardless if i'm tired or not. Yeah, I must get that kinda motivation. Haa. =P Oh yeah, that's how a olvls student should behave. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing but BOOKS in the mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w112/mn_bridge/51444f55.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/nose.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, maybe not.. Some relaxation needs to be done. Like *******.. Hehe. It's like... ahhh.. fun!! &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/cocktail.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w260/jojoaiuk/spank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all you kiddies out there, don't you be naughty this holidays if not I spank your arse like the above emoticon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahhahahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm holding on your rope,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm hearing what you say but, I just can't make a sound.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down, but wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You tell me that you're sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late"&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/7189317784553288722-9105498254569605855?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9105498254569605855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=9105498254569605855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/9105498254569605855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/9105498254569605855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/lol-gatsby-commercial.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/th_argue.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-5084919725072671577</id><published>2007-06-11T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I hope you'll never forget a thing that we did in the past."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/yeah.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one very hot hunk.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A0oGkwaYyGpGlkQBWCxXNyoA?ei=UTF-8&amp;p=greg%20sanders&amp;amp;fr=yfp-t-501&amp;fp_ip=SG&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;fr2=tab-web&amp;fr=yfp-t-501"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, his name is Greg sanders from CSI.&lt;br /&gt;you sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Here's one damn fuck hot emoticon for you people. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i18/snoopybear1979/boobies.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hot uh? But, aww. too bad, it's not real. But, if it's real, i reckon I'm gonna get banned or something. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean's thirteen was so-so.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much lazy to blog. Everything went on perfectly alright. And, I pretty much like the way it is right now. With no disturbance and all. It's kinda cool. And, no one to irritate the shit outta me. It's like... yeah. And, yadah yadah. Lawrance is a very irritating shit hoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click for clearer view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rmz1eK5dyhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E9QFoMNIGKA/s1600-h/f22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rmz1eK5dyhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E9QFoMNIGKA/s320/f22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074700778809969170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rmz1ra5dyiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U23NAzQSXXQ/s1600-h/lvled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/Rmz1ra5dyiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U23NAzQSXXQ/s320/lvled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074701006443235874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is now. Haha. Lvled. Holy fuck. Haha. =P&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/7189317784553288722-5084919725072671577?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5084919725072671577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=5084919725072671577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5084919725072671577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/5084919725072671577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hope-youll-never-forget-thing-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u243/sararhcp/Emoticon/th_yeah.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7189317784553288722.post-8487396808499858680</id><published>2007-06-07T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:05.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muhohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, a complete new bloggie url and all? Wahahhaha. But, wait, i won't be staying long in this bloggie. Just take it as having a holiday? Hahaha. Just kidding, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; depends on my mood then. I mean like........ I don't know. Having a blog online = don't have much privacy. And, whatever you blog out, gotta like, think twice. Oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i18/snoopybear1979/Chips.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday pretty much sucked. Totally!! Never mind, i did a lil' bit of physics and emaths. Shrek 3 was wicked. Cute but nuh-uh. not good storyline. bwahahaha. And and, the kiddies are like so CUTE!! hehe. So wanna pinch them uh! Kk, very busy schedule this weekend. Tuition tuition. never ending ones. So stupid. Tuition took away much of my relaxing time. Hmmpf. I wanna watch Ocean's 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i18/snoopybear1979/icecream.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, know what? When I was like, commenting on my sister's bloggie. This appeared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RmgSGK5dygI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5lSiqhlAoH4/s1600-h/uhahas%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RmgSGK5dygI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5lSiqhlAoH4/s320/uhahas%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073324877446760962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(click to see a larger view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really like wtf?! Livejournal is like so wtf. haha. crappy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, i've like, no more moolahs left. =(((. And, Father's Day is nearing. Yikes. I better get a good gift for my dad. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i18/snoopybear1979/Kisskiss.gif" /&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/7189317784553288722-8487396808499858680?l=lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8487396808499858680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7189317784553288722&amp;postID=8487396808499858680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/8487396808499858680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7189317784553288722/posts/default/8487396808499858680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullabyfor-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/later.html' title=''/><author><name>JUNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811680842856782283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img479.imageshack.us/img479/7562/picture034zx9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rKflX7KCX1Q/RmgSGK5dygI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5lSiqhlAoH4/s72-c/uhahas%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
