<?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-16456628</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:50.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>madamoiselle says:  te sont mes diamante</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113101130918112327</id><published>2005-11-03T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T01:48:29.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dolly in red.</title><content type='html'>HI :) new layout, i suppose. the scrollbar is still quite screwed but i hope it still looks pleasant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been rather exciting, alot of places to go, and things to attend. i hope the to-do list is as full as possible! i dont know what im talking about but im probably taking up golf lessons with emelyn ( HELLO ANYONE ELSE INTERESTED, THE MORE THE MERRIER!), and patricia wants to take up some modelling classes in s'pore! party tonight :) all in patricia's honour! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME HOME DEAR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i do hope eveyrthing goes well. HAHA and i lost anus! and im going to miss jensen, FOR THE WEEK :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i just screwed up my first roll of film. im so going to try harder!&lt;br /&gt;OH, and lomo and i have become best friends already :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113101130918112327?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113101130918112327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113101130918112327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113101130918112327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113101130918112327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/11/dolly-in-red.html' title='dolly in red.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113094522473425166</id><published>2005-11-02T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T07:27:04.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>novacaine.</title><content type='html'>im suddenly struck to write dedications again. at least before school term ends, and at least while i remember all that they've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; truly, you've all been the fabulous. we laugh and love together, and we cried ( metaphorically) and been through the year together. i hope our bonds remain strong and we can grow up together :) oh and theres still the childcare centre for me jess and allison's children ( ANTI HAIRY BABIES).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know gr was like the ultimate dis-enthu class of 05' but somehow, we forged really strong bonds ( and i daresay we found solace among us that was muchmuchmuch stronger than those in other more enthusiastic classes). i think i wont find friendship like that anytime soon again :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weizhennnn - HELLO weizhen, this year had flew past so quickly, and serioulsly thanks for being there! HAHA and i think we'd be less of a laugh if you didnt keep cracking us up :) the year was fun ponning training, drawing amanda and playing basketball together! of eating magee mee, detesting meepok ( I DUNNO WHY YOU ALL LOVE IT), laughing at mr chew, looking at bengs and lians on friendster. i really think i'll miss you alot :( i hope everything goes well for the appeals and all okay! love you loads :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda- hi baker ong. we drew you every day on the class whiteboard, its such a pity we dont have a photo for remembrance. hahaha thanks for all the bread ( LOL) and always being the understanding, cool CLASS REP, and for being ever so reasonable and practical ( i think you're the most practical among us all). thanks for being the three-pointer basketballer that wins all the points when playing against charvi (HAHA).  OH, and thanks for letting us draw you every recess, haha and your birthday in school was one of the sweetest ive seen ever :) LOVE YOU AMANDAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foong- OUR IDOL :) omg foong you're the funniest LOL. sigh, i miss watching you eat meepok, and sharing drinks with you. and i miss watching you do the stupid chinese dance thing which always cracks us up. and i miss your PAVILLION (lol) and trying to steal kinder beurno from you ( how do you spell it??) i swear, your laugher is going to haunt me forever. I LOVE YOU FOONG :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess- JESS! i've been sitting next to you for almost 3 terms ( thanks for rescuing me from CHRONIC NOSE DIGGER) i think back and wonder why i felt scared and uncomfortable knowing that i was going to sit next to you. you're the bestest ever and i really enjoyed those conversations we had ( awkward whispering so that the teacher would not notice). we shared really pleasant moments. of coming to my place and trying on clothes ( LOL) of quidam, of recesses, of basketball and of our daily dose (almost) of chicken mushroom HORFUN. i think i'll miss those the most. you stupid smart girl ( WOW OXYMORON!), why did you get 64 for overalls, im keeping my fingers crossed that we'll be together okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BERNICE- hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! we only got closer this year. i swear youre the best drama mama ever!! hahahaahha and youre always lightening the mood and making us laugh. LOL i miss your voice ( omg it somehow reminds me of the big bird from sesame street) cause it reminds me of happy things! LOL and bernice, you have the coolest dance moves and i think you're the only one here capable of uniting the class! whooray for bernice! LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene- my dear shopping queen :) i know we havent been out alot of times, but i swear,shopping with you is the funnest ever. cant wait to do more of that with you now that the holidays are here. charlene will always be my lady-like lady ( who was brought up by starch french nannies) and the ONE AND ONLY whos going to run off and build a house with me in rome. LOVE &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; its sad we wont be in the same class again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113094522473425166?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113094522473425166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113094522473425166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113094522473425166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113094522473425166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/11/novacaine.html' title='novacaine.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113091115632309933</id><published>2005-11-01T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T03:10:04.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>existentialism on prom night.</title><content type='html'>its another one of those mornings where you (accidentally) boycott the things you HAVE to do, and end up feeling all listless and bored. i swear, barcardi really knocks you out, and makes you sleep till noon. but its annoyingly, stupidly addictive, im starting to wonder whether im going through the same phrase as kirsten in OC. i wonder if she's feeling the way i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im feeling uncharacteristically out of key and complacent. i think its because its ONLY the beginning of the holidays. i dont think i'll be swaggering like i am now when we reach the mid-november mark. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, going to pick pat up from the airport. oh yes, PAT IS BACK! god, we've all missed you okay :) hahaha  its good to have her back, you crazy babe! and she's staying for the holidays :) ooooh, back to camera whoring and eye-candy hunting with the girls, AGAIN! and tomorrow, we have something BIIIIIG going on. ***ahemahemahemahemahemahemahem!* SHHHHHH! its a secret... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-winks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i promise it'll be fun :) lynn and i are even going to ________ to get it all prepared. really, its so good to have you back pat! BE SURE TO BE THERE TOMORROW :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have decided this post is going to be extremely long and personal, because i am going to write out all the problems i am facing here. i want my holidays to be as perfect as possible, i want to get rid of these problems that have been plaguing my mind since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely&lt;br /&gt;Pats the head of another curly hair boy, just another toy&lt;br /&gt;Sick with silence she weeps sincerly&lt;br /&gt;saying words that have oh-so-clearly been said&lt;br /&gt;so long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i realize i have this disturbing habit of checking a selected few's blogs everyday. its like WITHOUT FAIL, i HAVE to read their latest entries, or else i'll feel kind of uncomfortable, really, i dont even know why.&lt;br /&gt;actually, its not really the habit that disturbs me, its more like the reason. i think its the ______ in me,actually i dont think so, but i dont know why either. am i really so eager to ______? am i THIS narrcistic?? really, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and then theres spex. i dont want to play spex, i dont know why i signed up. i think spex is one of the scariest things ever. i have this horrible phobia of losing in the first round. maybe i have high expectations or whatever you say, but i just dont want to lose before all these other people. its quite embarassing you know. i dont know why i always try so hard to prove to chewbacca that i am good enough? is it like some phrase or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh, and i have this unexplainable jealousy for ______. ohmygod i dont even know why. its so annoying sometimes, i mean we're like TOTAL opposites. and by the way, i hate blair waldorf, because she's jealous of serena. and i like serena for being so perfect and godly( if you read gossip girl you know). im being so contradictory and annoyingly ironic. im turning into the person i dont want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-then, theres this stupid thing. i think im trying to be someone im not. really, i think its because i havent somehow found my "identity". but everyone around seems to have found theirs. its really weird, i wonder who i really am. and i wonder if im the only one having identity crisis here. or is this just another teenage angst period which everyone goes through? AM I THE PERSON I THINK I AM? ohmygod this is like way annoying and a total waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must we actually find our identities. or does it like, come to us? shit, i really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think thats the problems i have so far. i hope thats all, really i do. and i had to censor off some parts, cause they are quite personal and i dont really want to let the entire thing out, or it'll be really weird. ANYWAY,THANKS FOR LISTENING! i think thats what friends and blogs are for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing me something loud and off key. sing me anything :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113091115632309933?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113091115632309933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113091115632309933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113091115632309933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113091115632309933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/11/existentialism-on-prom-night.html' title='existentialism on prom night.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113085652063537214</id><published>2005-11-01T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:48:40.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it sucks up our lives and proliferates lies.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY DEEPAVALI!!! i like it so much that two holidays are side by side! actually halloween is NOT a holiday but it still makes me happy that the festive occasions are just a day after the other :) i think its another good omen for this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, there was a function at lunch at my place, i think its for deepavali? hahaha but i had some stupid headache and was being very short with everyone and i feel quite bad now. I CANT BELIEVE I ACTUALLY HAD HEADACHE ON DEEPAVALI! the great DEEPAVALI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then around 6 had the party at shumei's place. HAPPY BIRTHDAY _____! anyway, the party was fun, i think! hahaha and there were alot of people and nice food ( lots of bread!) and shumei's house is just supremely pretty :) she even has a pool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and we spent alot of time in the studio room ( which has a huge LCD screen, plush sofas and sound blasters!) watching MTV and shumei playing need for speed ( omg she is so hopeless hahaha but it was really funny, NO OFFENCE SHUMEI &lt;3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was the pool, that was really entertaining, we lighted candles there and the ambience was really quite nice! even huimin fell asleep there :) there was quite alot of people, and we didnt know some i guess cause there were mgs people, scgs seniors, and church , and shumei and cheryl's friends, which adds up to really quite a big number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'LL POST PICTURES ANOTHER TIME OKAY :) omg andlomo and i have become best friends already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113085652063537214?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113085652063537214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113085652063537214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113085652063537214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113085652063537214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-sucks-up-our-lives-and-proliferates.html' title='it sucks up our lives and proliferates lies.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113076247241781380</id><published>2005-10-31T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T04:41:12.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>famous lips and your sorry lies.</title><content type='html'>HELLO WE LOVE WALA WALA!!!!! happy halloweeen idiiotsss!!!! LYNN IS THE HALLOWEEN KING! all hail all hail!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY SAY THAT IF YOU EAT APPLE ON THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT THE NIGHT BEFORE HALLOWEEN YOU WILL SEE YOUR FUTURE HUSBAND (must be done in front of a mirror!) OH BUT THAT WAS LIKE YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halloweenn is coool :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113076247241781380?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113076247241781380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113076247241781380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113076247241781380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113076247241781380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/famous-lips-and-your-sorry-lies.html' title='famous lips and your sorry lies.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113073316446113573</id><published>2005-10-30T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T01:29:10.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mademoiselle</title><content type='html'>hello little white box :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at weizhen's place just now! I LIKE HER HOUSE CAUSE ITS AT ORCHARD AND CAUSE THERES ONLY 1 CAT. oh and i finally got LOMO and thanks to weizhen's sister! its so pretty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halloween today, well i kind of celebrated it yesterday with the rest and nick's place but then i found out from sarah that its actually supposed to be celebrated tonight so YES, hahaha. dont think beatrice can make it for tonight's dinner cause she has tuition so im going out with lynn and the rest to eat pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FINISHED WATCHING OC SEASON 2! ohmygod i hope trey doesnt die but i know he doesnt die because they said so in season 3 so i am very glad! i think trey is the most goodlooking cast so far and hailey ( kristyn's sister) is actually veryveryvery pretty!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard marrisa and ryan get expelled which is actually quite sad cause i never want to be expelled EVER, so i think i can feel the pain in marrisa and ryan now HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get my hands on OC season 3 and that Lost has HOPEFULLY wrapped up filming in hawaii so all the anxious fans of LOST around the world can get a glimpse of what is in that stupid container ( that has got me excited for like damned long already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and i finally remembered whats going on tonmorrow, only around yesterday night! yes its veryveryvery important and im sure its gonna be a blast! SHHHH!! its a secret :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, HAPPY HALLOWEEN FREAKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113073316446113573?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113073316446113573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113073316446113573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113073316446113573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113073316446113573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/mademoiselle.html' title='mademoiselle'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113067957661992137</id><published>2005-10-30T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:41:39.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dip me in chocolate and call me your desert.</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nick's place now, EARLY halloween celebration. we're kind of confused whether we're supposed to celebrate on the night of halloween, or the night before halloween and then countdown to halloween, so yes thats just what we're doing now. there are about 2hours and 25mins to halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICK SAYS HI BY THE WAY. AND LYNN. LIONEL IS TOO HUNGOVER TO SAY ANYTHING. oh wait, HE SAYS HI TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumyum, anyway, lionel is like drunk, damned badly he is lolling around the floor now. hahahaha and there is a DEEJAY here :) goodie goodie 2 and a half more hours. this is really fun! omg shenn just farted hahahahahahahahhaa oh well. its so crowded here, we're taking shelter in nick's RR. he says we have to call it the BOMB SHELTER! boomboomboom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know theres something important going on on tuesday, but i cant seem to remember anything. grrrr really, what is going on on tuesday people?!??! i think its mao ze dongs birthday, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;okay i have to go now, THOSE IDIOTS ARE FORCING ME TO PAY FOR THE PIZZA NOW. mofo shits!&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN YOU FREAKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113067957661992137?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113067957661992137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113067957661992137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113067957661992137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113067957661992137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/dip-me-in-chocolate-and-call-me-your.html' title='dip me in chocolate and call me your desert.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113059128413998088</id><published>2005-10-29T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T06:08:04.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burn before you're mellow.</title><content type='html'>OC &lt;3. wow trey is so attractive :) OC is the new show of the moment, TEMPORARILY replaces sex and the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i love all my girl friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113059128413998088?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113059128413998088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113059128413998088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113059128413998088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113059128413998088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/burn-before-youre-mellow.html' title='burn before you&apos;re mellow.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113056480884308462</id><published>2005-10-28T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:46:48.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-desposition.</title><content type='html'>im quite glad, the morning was spent rather fruitfully. great way to kick start the looming holidays, i hope its a good omen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cafe cartel with keat for breakfast. i realize i dont know how to eat croissants ( how you spell it) without making a big mess, ha! bought cheryl lau's presents ( AGAIN) hahah so im now deciding which one to give. hurrrhurrr, i hope everything will go well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards met poon at wisma and walked to taka for the unveiling of the new Guess? fragrance. smelt it and then had some major nose reaction and couldnt stop sneezing for the rest of the morning. hhahaha I THINK IM ALLERGIC TO IT. so all of you better stay away from it! walked around paragon and ate alot. yumyum then tiff was talking about the wilson thingy so i think i shall go down to suntec today :) HEEHEEEHEE. i hope tomorrow's thing will be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113056480884308462?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113056480884308462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113056480884308462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113056480884308462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113056480884308462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/pre-desposition.html' title='pre-desposition.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113051253318954081</id><published>2005-10-28T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:15:33.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fly or die.</title><content type='html'>lousy on the surface, but somehow underneath, there were so many hidden treasures. i found so many wonderful friendships from gr, and forged such close bonds. i somewhat feel that gr is our blessing in disguise :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of 2005, i found true friends whom i can absolutely trust and love. we laugh and encourage, we understand each other. everyday of this year, will probably be the funniest 365 days of my life thus far. somehow, i wonder if i had been in another class, i would have been as happy as i am now. i wonder if id love my friends THIS MUCH and be loved THAT MUCH in return. weizhen, amanda, jess, foong and bernice have been truly the bestest (AND MOST IMPORTANT TO ME) and reallyreallyreallyreally, every part of them is so genuine. no hidden agenda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gr has become unbelievably important to me. i never knew i'd experience these feelings of being unable to let go of this year, in me. talentime may have been screwed up, or ****** sucked all the joy out of us again ( piss off luhh) but today is such a significant benchmark for us all :) i dont care whether gr is the most dis-enthusiastic class ever, or maybe full of chronic nose diggers or people who like to scratch their rashes ( omg guess whooooo), it is the most uniquely compressed class of different characters, personalities and behaviours. and thus in those simple reasons, gr rocks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll miss gr alot. gr is so flawed, that it almost becomes flawless ( if you even understand), i dont think i'll ever find a class and experience all the same conflicts that had arisen from the clash of personalities. i'll miss gr, really i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 and sec 4 will probably be a blast, i wish amanda jess and weizhen ( EVEN THOUGH YOU TOOK GEOG!) heemhian and many others will be in my class :) you all made my 2GR rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that was a really long dedication to my flawlessly flawed class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, went for the party at nick's house. BLOODY FUN AND FUNNY LUHH.omg everyone was there, well almost. and lionel was being sick as usual hahhaha but we made some portrait of _________ out of fishball and spaghetti and it looked supremely hilarious half of us died laughing on the floor. hhahaha i hate to admit this but i love lionel for being the sick piece of shit he is.. hahahah ( ok luhh, you very goodlooking hahaha) SEE I WROTE THIS HERE YOU SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for pat to fly in next week. omg HK is SO gonna rock shit. i hope halloween with bernice and all will still go on, but nick has another halloween party going on at his house so im being hypocrytical by being attracted to it. hhaha next week is going to be so busy, so many things to do, so little time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I MISS DAD. shit i hope i can go for the annual tokyo motor show 2005, i miss japan already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for weizhen, WE ALL HOPE EVERYTHING GOES WELL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113051253318954081?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113051253318954081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113051253318954081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113051253318954081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113051253318954081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/fly-or-die.html' title='fly or die.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113042182924051838</id><published>2005-10-27T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T07:03:49.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>magic in the makeup.</title><content type='html'>finally i feel the load has pretty much lightened and everything is back to the fabulous old times. cheers to the return of the normalcy of life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was supremely hilarious hahaha. after school, went with yirui, weizhen and plum to novena. we all had bestfriends except for weizhen but since weizhen said i was a hero in her eyes so she shall be my bestfriend and so no one is a LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; laughed alot, ate KFC and had mango milktea that did not taste like mango milk tea. hahha then we ran over to united square where we saw________(eww) and weizhen had her milo while yirui ate yakun hahaha. walked over to yirui's house in the rain which is actually quite far and she has alot of Tvs in her house but its really huge and nice! oh and plum caught alot alot alot of action today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched stupid shows hahaha and yirui's mug is very hard to drink from hhahaha. then i learnt how to play battleship and this weird game with a big board! yirui sunk all my battleship but i think SHE CHEATED but anyway it just means i wont work for the navy when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the board game it was damned funny i WON AND IT WAS MY FIRST TIME PLAYING hhahah and there was talcum powder flying everywhere. i was trying to get WEIZHEN to come and watch me play yirui ( CAUSE IT WAS THE CLASH OF THE TITANS) but she was ignoring us cause i think she liked yiruis bed alot but yes anyway, yiruis bed has alot of stuffed toys and one of them is a turban. and tehn weizhen and yirui had war and more talcum powder flew everywhere hahaha but it was very funny still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay this post is extremely bimbotic and stupid but whatever it was a nice day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113042182924051838?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113042182924051838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113042182924051838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113042182924051838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113042182924051838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/magic-in-makeup.html' title='magic in the makeup.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113032862540213353</id><published>2005-10-26T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T08:21:05.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sing me a song for the broken hearted.</title><content type='html'>SING ME A SONG FOR THE BROKEN HEARTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** this space is to celebrate me and emelyn's victory!!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;SING ME A SONG FOR THE BROKEN HEARTTTTTTTTTTT oh, we truly live in the marvellous times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, jess and bernice were being gay, and amanda was plain funny. hahha and we were NATURE :)&lt;br /&gt;and weizhen you are overeacting! everything will be okay&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113032862540213353?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113032862540213353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113032862540213353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113032862540213353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113032862540213353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/sing-me-song-for-broken-hearted.html' title='sing me a song for the broken hearted.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113021080374354313</id><published>2005-10-24T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:05:14.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweethearts and you.</title><content type='html'>i swear, our talentime is SO bad. ohmygod, i cant bear to even look at it. hahaha we were supposed to perform at first, but we all pulled out cause...umm it was just THAT bad. except the chris and ann part, they sound really good together! &lt;br /&gt;anyway, didnt go to school today :) foong me and amanda ponned, but jess weizhen and bernice didnt, &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went orchard to shop and get AHEM's birthday present, like finally. i hope she likes it :) and i hope she doestn have it (yet) too. orchard is so quiet at 12, i hope it stays that way but it seems quite impossible now that holidays are coming. i hate orchard with the ahlians and bengs(it only happens on holidays), it just doesnt feel the way it is supposed to be anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavy rains and wet courts ruined our training with jensen. but it was still darn funny. sat around in our JURASSIC PARK and ate twisties, and cheap peanuts. talked quite abit, especially about cars and ipods :) cant wait for training next week! urggh but theres chewbacca training tomorrow which is like..how much worse. i swear we are so gonna get in trouble for ponning yesterday. hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;streaming results tomorrow, i think our class did okay and i hope everyone gets into their first choice. i hope all the nice people who put chem lit and bio are all going to be in my class next year :) SC POWER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes halloween and AHEM's party and jensen trainings and movie maras and friday nights and sunday nights! everything is SO gonna blast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S where do we buy a tiara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113021080374354313?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113021080374354313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113021080374354313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113021080374354313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113021080374354313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/sweethearts-and-you.html' title='sweethearts and you.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113015045239528415</id><published>2005-10-24T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T08:17:59.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>platinum blond life.</title><content type='html'>want to go out now, but its raining rather badly. was SUPPOSED to get ahem's birthday present on sunday, didnt. am SUPPOSED to get her present now, didnt. i am RESOLVED to go get it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halloween sounds like a whole lotta fun. cant wait to spend the whole day with my babes :) a night of camera whoring and &lt;s&gt;bitching&lt;/s&gt; TALKING. 31st is soooo gonna rock. what with foong's laughter, wild costumes, trick or treating, and the late-night party just for us ( BONDING BEFORE END OF 2005, awww.). oh, and maybe even the sleep over:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my babes.&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so up and down&lt;br /&gt;So back and forth&lt;br /&gt;So insecure&lt;br /&gt;Can't get this taste out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Swallow it down&lt;br /&gt;Pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably going london, but im SO dissapointed cause my bankok trip with aunt and mum is postphoned till like jan 2006, ughh. holidays next week, it can only mean good things, right? i really hope i can go with daddy to the annual tokyo motor show, last time, it was such a blast! of course, i really miss the after-show late night parties and pretending we could speak japanese.  morever, daddy frigging got rooms in roponggi hills ( whatever way you spell it) and GOD, i've been wanting to stay there since.... FOREVER. its like super hard to get roponggi hills apartment, and ohmygod they have like  high-end shopping boutiques, art galleries, gardens, and practically everything within roponggi and the ropponggi hill apartments are like just so coveted. I HOPE DAD ALLOWS ME TO GO. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dinner with the floogos friday night after TLL.cant wait. cause AHEMS and SOMEBODYS and HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMEDs are ALL going. so shouldnt you be too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** wow lynn, you must be so SEXcited cause AHEM is going too huh??? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113015045239528415?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113015045239528415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113015045239528415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113015045239528415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113015045239528415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/platinum-blond-life.html' title='platinum blond life.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-113004761001043031</id><published>2005-10-22T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:06:50.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>artificial sweetner.</title><content type='html'>sunday mornings aways seem kind of lonely, mostly because everyone else is off at church, praying, talking to god. sometimes i wish i could participate in their weekly cleansing ritual of talking to god so i will feel more enlightened and godly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow now that exams have ended, im feeling rather lost without my books and i am wasting time on everything else. its quite stupid actually, the way i plan to spend time on next year's chemistry equations and memorizing bio facts, and then end up procrastinating and going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also stupid how i &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;TRY&lt;/b&gt; to save money for ________ but end up spending them all. on halloween, birthday  presents, PERSONAL INDULGENCES. it seems as if i wil NEVER be able to save up that sum for my ___________. hurrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, on this very slow, sticky day, i shall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) buy my angel HALO for halloween :)&lt;br /&gt;2) shop with aunt and mummy after lunch &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;3) and hopefully buy AHEMS birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday babe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-113004761001043031?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/113004761001043031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=113004761001043031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113004761001043031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/113004761001043031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/artificial-sweetner.html' title='artificial sweetner.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112998559398384803</id><published>2005-10-22T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T05:53:13.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with their tank tops, and flirty ways.</title><content type='html'>Takin it in, try to be feminine&lt;br /&gt;With my makeup bag watchin all the sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod. i am SO watching all the sins. all these ahlian blogs, playing weird chinese songs ( umm, HELLO???), trying to be the next ROXY/BILLABONG girl. &lt;s&gt; some of us &lt;/s&gt; we ALL are like, so over that already. and they have the worst taste ever. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my little white box, im starting to regret my chem bio lit choice. its quite disgusting actually, the way i can NEVER make my mind up about &lt;s&gt;things&lt;/s&gt; everything. physics sounds better. at least for now. no, actually it always has, just that i thought my results weren't enough to get me in. SIGH, and from what i know, SATs builds quite a bit on physics, the maths part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to weizhen now. im so happy im finally getting a LOMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beaches &amp; bitches ;         liquor outspoken. says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY WE CAN TAKE PHOTOS BEFORE SCHOOL ENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible_place@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;haha kk stuipid camera freaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         liquor outspoken. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible_place@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness with a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         liquor outspoken. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA no theres this new vintage lomo cam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible_place@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;dont lie yoke mun i bet ure gonna charge it with like alot of gun powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible_place@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;so theyre like 123 CHEEEEEEEESE BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. anyway, theres this other vintage lomo, but im not sure if it is still out of stock in asia. but it'll be quite waste money if i buy both right??? but the vintage lomo is like DAMNED expensive luhhh. hell yeah its gonna be on the top of my want list *HINT! :) heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112998559398384803?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112998559398384803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112998559398384803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112998559398384803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112998559398384803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/with-their-tank-tops-and-flirty-ways.html' title='with their tank tops, and flirty ways.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112996678065911279</id><published>2005-10-22T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:39:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liquor outspoken.</title><content type='html'>lunch at wisma with dad and mum :) im having some ME time now, and i changed my layout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-credits to vanityfair for the picture and tammy for html. i spent like ($&amp;%*(&amp;$^^%#&amp; friggin hours editing the picture and deleting redundant advertisements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired now. shall watch OC and then sleep. dinner and shopping with lynn and the rest again tonight! cant wait. love you all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go play popcap! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**so copycat luhh! its THIS obvious that everything was copied and pasted from postsecret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112996678065911279?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112996678065911279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112996678065911279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112996678065911279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112996678065911279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/liquor-outspoken.html' title='liquor outspoken.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112990698778955649</id><published>2005-10-21T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T08:08:43.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pick up those building blocks; chop off the baby's locks.</title><content type='html'>maybe its cause you're too fake, too lacking in the social department, and trust me, i know that sucker ups are the first out of the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick used to say you were desperate to "break-through" and show everyone you were part of the parties and crowds. well sorry, but i believe him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total hate, total hate&lt;br /&gt;You're so fake, you make me shake&lt;br /&gt;Your faded face is so irate&lt;br /&gt;You share with none, you have no one&lt;br /&gt;You're living your life in total hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY :)&lt;br /&gt;amanda's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY I-NEBBERR-ONG! just wanted to let you know, we all love you! and we hope you had the most memorable birthday today :) we made sure all her presents were packed in cute taka totes and got her strawberry shortcake with CANDLES! and they even got AHEM to come and wish amanda happy birthday and a-MAN-duh was blushing haha! well we really hope you enjoyed yourself today &lt;3. jess lee is next. heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was weizhen's body guard! emelyn is the TRUE assasin! wanted to gate-crash the CO party, but the kind folks there gave us free sausages and chicken! corduroy and finch for dinner, yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oooh. its not working again. stupid blogskins urghhh. THE IMAC HAS BEEN FOUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTIES &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112990698778955649?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112990698778955649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112990698778955649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112990698778955649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112990698778955649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/pick-up-those-building-blocks-chop-off.html' title='pick up those building blocks; chop off the baby&apos;s locks.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112981352872645712</id><published>2005-10-20T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T06:05:28.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its just a shimmy and a shack.</title><content type='html'>It's like a cigarette in the mouth &lt;br /&gt;Or a handshake in the doorway &lt;br /&gt;I look at you and smile because I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. everything is fine again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book-launching, safra, nick's birthday, AHEM's birthday, and so many more! PARTIES, yumyum! holidays? cant wait already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taa, maple is waiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112981352872645712?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112981352872645712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112981352872645712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112981352872645712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112981352872645712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-just-shimmy-and-shack.html' title='its just a shimmy and a shack.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112980299191470081</id><published>2005-10-20T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T03:14:47.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVES.</title><content type='html'>today was like freaking funny. omg spent the entire afternoon in town. cant stop laughing hahahahha i really really have the best friends in the world, and i love them all :) weizhen, amanda, jess, foong, bernice! yumyum hi freaks i really appreciate the fact that you're the most surportive, understanding, FUNNIEST EVER people i've ever met &lt;3. AND YOU GUYS INSTILL THE BEST INFLUENCE ON OTHERS, and not rowdy, rude or bad in anyway! i swear i dont know what sec 2 life ( and my ALL MY LIFE) would be without you guys! I HOPE WE ARE STILL FRIENDS WHEN WE BECOME OLDER! and we would still do stupid things, and laugh at foong laughing, and weizhen's and jess's and bernice's comments, amanda's retarded fringe, and bernice's stupid dance moves hahaha. oh, and drawing amanda on the whiteboard EVERYDAY ( adding in nosehair, armpit hair, BOOBS, AHEM hair, millions of pimples hahaha) without fail, having recess together, basketball, critising people on friendster during computer lab lessons! i am really going to miss all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres never a moment we're not laughing cause everyone is SO funny and retardedly stupid and lovable :) they are the best people to spend your years with. i love you all&lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112980299191470081?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112980299191470081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112980299191470081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112980299191470081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112980299191470081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/loves.html' title='LOVES.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112972282797277126</id><published>2005-10-19T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T04:53:47.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and babydoll, you dont have to compromise.</title><content type='html'>training today was unbelievably slack! so i am in this super unbelievably HAHA good mood. omgomg and i just watched another 2 more episodes of OC, and i swear im like SO excited omg. i mean, i just love shows where everyone turns gays and lesbians and they're like dating their own aunts or their friend's ex or whatever. OMG ITS SO CHILLINGLY DISGUSTINGLY ADDICTIVE. and i want to say I LOVE JESS cause she is lending me OTH season 1. OMG and like james lafferty is so disgusting. WHY IS HE CUTE?? NO only brooke and peyton is goodlooking i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG so i think i shall first finish OC season 2, then maybe i'll watch OTH season 1 and my desp housewives and THEN nip/tuck. and maybe by then Lost season2 will be out!!!!! and nip tuck is SO funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weizhen just hired me as her bodyguard on friday! and bra tan is ignoring my comments about OC, he keeps changing the topics to girls (especially AHEMAHEM) whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bootybobo@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;YOKE BUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;HI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;I AM VERY EXCITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;I AM LIKE WATCHING OC NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG AND MARRISA IS SO GAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR EMPHASIS ON SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bootybobo@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         and all my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS YOUR FONT SAME COLOUR AS MINE I CANT SEE I AM GOING TO CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to OC. bye lover girls/boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112972282797277126?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112972282797277126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112972282797277126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112972282797277126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112972282797277126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-babydoll-you-dont-have-to.html' title='and babydoll, you dont have to compromise.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112961809475575964</id><published>2005-10-17T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T03:22:42.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cue the candle pause</title><content type='html'>HOME :) me and weizhen weren't in school today! impromptu decisions made in impromptu visions, school has become so unpredictable, &lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, it has just FINALLY dawned on me that training has officially started. i no longer have my wednesdays and mondays free for eloping to some restaurant or FFR for lunch. i come home at 6/6.30, all tired and dead and slump off on the couch. i proceed to oversleep the next morning (like now) and then LOOK FORWARD to trainings on wednesday. suddenly, soaking in happy, hallelujah, post exam atmosphere seems so ironic. i am SO &lt;b&gt;stoked&lt;/b&gt;, i am starting to sound like an emo bitch. HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now weizhen&lt;3 and i, we are both aching all over( and w're both at home too!), much thanks to training yesterday! urgghh, and theres still training tomorrrow. i wonder why, but my neck hurts too, other than my &lt;s&gt; FEETNAILS&lt;/s&gt; toenails, my legs, my soles, arms, hips (from SERVE) and &lt;b&gt;HEART&lt;/b&gt;. yesterday was a replica of a million and one heart attacks on court. i swear, its worse than playing pesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored now. was going through baby photos just now :) its almost as if i just relived those days, no responsibility and no trainings. YUM. looking forward to dinner with shen later, yumyum i hope we eat fosters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realize how much i hate bohemian. its just all such bad taste. and its not really nice! i bet its just another one of those passing fads on the fashion run-way. in another one or two months, i'll be so passe. new stock for everything for the fall and winter! ooohlala YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate kids too. i hate all those 6 and above kids who are just getting ready for their PRIMARY education and start going all im-so-grown-up-and-big-and-great-and-i-can-take-care-of-myself over and over again. they think they're all so SMART and GROWNUP but like...sooooo &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b. i have this feeling i am going to have kids, marvel over their innocence or maybe stupidity, make them clean up their own shit before i give them their dinner. and when they reach 6, they can go off to military school or pack up for foster home( HAHA here comes the shit-mobile!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like the biggest arsehole on earth, but trust me, once you meet them you want to drink detergent and kill mamypokopants (or wdv way its spelt) and bomb the entire nursery bits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112961809475575964?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112961809475575964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112961809475575964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112961809475575964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112961809475575964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/cue-candle-pause.html' title='cue the candle pause'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112960974528769683</id><published>2005-10-17T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:28:14.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eat sunlight like an orange</title><content type='html'>for some reason, im feeling really happy admist my boredom now. theres this sense of ease, after finally handing up my streaming forms. and now i cant decide between the ipod nano or the new video streaming ipod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i think im turning into another one of those brand freaks. OMG, this is really disgusting, but i seem to have this stupid, superficial attraction to them. ohmygoodnes. i swear, turning into another *AHEM* is so degrading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW LAYOUT :) hahaha i dunno why but i feel like changing blog addresses AGAIN. haha but its okay, i'll try to link it to this page and password it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats once again pat! i am so in love with you! &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112960974528769683?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112960974528769683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112960974528769683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112960974528769683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112960974528769683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/eat-sunlight-like-orange.html' title='eat sunlight like an orange'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112954816596801737</id><published>2005-10-17T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T04:25:10.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;lover girls, lover boys &lt;3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to write something intelligent here. but shit training which started today has left me SO lethargic, SO incoherent, i can barely think clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i am starting to wonder why i am even playing tennis. in the first place, i never liked the sport, i only played cause dad asked me to. and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) dad thinks its a "lucrative" sport to indulge in. so yes, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay yes, tennis is a glamour sport, and the only sport (other then golf) that allows the players to bring fashion onto the court, so yes tennis is rather funky. but other then that. UMM nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRHURR today was the first training in (#*&amp;%*(&amp;%(*$&amp; months so i am predictably extremely off form. ughh and we did like a million rounds running and pushups and junping so there was alot of physical! sometimes i wish i joined some loser ( AHEM apparently jon claims any person not in sports or choir/dance cca are losers, right jon????) cca which doestnt have any physical or whatever shit running. like drama!! yumyum, but drama is SO NOT LOSER cause i think its so funny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today games day! sports leaders didnt get to play :( and the games all looked so fun! and me and tiff did the mini-obstacle course which was so funny omg omg omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOMO CAM LOMO CAM! OMG I AM SO EXCITED! im quite disgusted with the fact that it is out-of-stock in asia, which means about 500 ppl in asia have it. i hope it doesnt become just another camera that everyone adores. cause thats so common, so cliche, so ordinary. yumyumyum IT IS REALLY NICE HELLO HAVE ALL OF YOU SEEN IT???? and i swear i wont indulge in another digi cam anymore cause it has become CLICHE!!! i mean like...who doesnt have one? I LOVE TUES AND THURS AND FRIDAYS AND ANY DAY WITHOUT TRANING! HURRRRHURRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* copy cat! go back to where you come from. uggghhh ahhlians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112954816596801737?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112954816596801737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112954816596801737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112954816596801737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112954816596801737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/lover-girls-lover-boys-3.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112946671836768528</id><published>2005-10-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T05:50:00.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPPING QUEEN LOVERS!</title><content type='html'>i promise myself i shall save up money for the things on my want list! i have to save up like 8000 to get them all but, oh well, temptations :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is so crazy i have an endless list of things to buy still even after 2 weekends in KL shopping and shopping and shopping. yes go smell my shit! hurrhurr oooh and shen is back from france! omg LOVE &lt;3s, missed that stupid girl! and she got us a million and one things including my chanel shoes so YES all of us should say THANKYOU POONY SHEN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, dad is being the sweetest person on earth for wanting to buy the ipod nano and agreeing to &lt;s&gt;give&lt;/s&gt; SHARE it with me! HAHAHA but i still cant find my imac labtop cause apparently dad left it in the safe and FORGOT ( capital letters x 82746523784681746172) his code so yes. i am still yearning very badly for my apple laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i am going to get my hands on that vintage lomo! &lt;3 all of you. exams over for the shoppingqueens population and yes, the queens are going on a shop-till-we-die shopping spree. oh chanel! oh oh lomo! oh here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* COPY CAT GIRL! go think of some words of your own, eww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112946671836768528?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112946671836768528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112946671836768528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112946671836768528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112946671836768528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/shopping-queen-lovers.html' title='SHOPPING QUEEN LOVERS!'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112946104865830807</id><published>2005-10-16T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T04:10:48.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woman crouching in the corner. shyly, yet determinedly stretching out a small plastic container, her erratic movements revealing its jingling contents. her other hand, nestling a baby, crying and whining, protesting against its mother's strong bonds. clutching a mere 5 dollar note, we walk up and gently drop the money into the container. the beggar looked up. her face told of much suffering and failed dignity. and then, it creased a smile. looking down knowingly at the crying baby, we nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i realize i have so much to thank for. the woman by the corner, it could have easily been me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawwwr rawwwr!! for now, i am going to shop till i die ( CD's new fss at taka!) and watch OC season 2, desperate housewives, and niptuck! truly the marvellous life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** P.S.&lt;br /&gt;dont try to be someone you aren't meant to be. you were meant to stay at the bottom rung of social society. you dont have what all of us here have. you weren't born into what you want to be. so please, return your fake identity, and stay the way people like you are meant to live. jealous copy cats!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112946104865830807?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112946104865830807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112946104865830807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112946104865830807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112946104865830807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/woman-crouching-in-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112920737412923006</id><published>2005-10-13T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T05:42:54.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to say that, i wish we all hadn't screwed up so badly. i just want to say that i wish the year hasnt flew past so quickly. i just want to say that i wish it was 2004 and i would have 1 whole year to prepare for streaming. i just want to say that, i am being the biggest letdown, to myself and to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say that, i wish everything was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it were morning now. where the streets are silent and the world is( or might be) asleep. i can rant all i want to myself, no one listens, no one bothers. there are chances to start over, and we only have enthusiasm for the day ahead. its almost freedom. and its just me against the breaking of dawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112920737412923006?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112920737412923006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112920737412923006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112920737412923006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112920737412923006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-want-to-say-that-i-wish-we-all.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112918813439228221</id><published>2005-10-13T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:22:14.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its one of those times again, where you feel so desperate that you are willing to do everything to get your hands on what you want. but regrets come too late and we always fail miserably at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANT MY COMBINATION! even though my maths is NEVER good enough for physics. i wish i had put in a million and one times more effort in my maths since last year. now my foundation is really shaky, and i almost wish i hadnt been so relaxed in studies the past 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i get rather disgusted with myself. i realize that when i get back my papers, be it good or bad, i still feel rather emotionless ( LIKE WEIZHEN). even for science. urghh its almost as if i sub conciously dont care anymore. its as if i already given up on so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past year, i have put down alot of things i wanted/planned to do. theres always the guilty concience and the revolting feeling that we so lack detemination and grit. i feel very bad, this year has gone by without me achieving anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i go through the transition between happy school girl, to the utter self-reproaching failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112918813439228221?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112918813439228221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112918813439228221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112918813439228221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112918813439228221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-one-of-those-times-again-where-you.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112912921517736602</id><published>2005-10-12T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:38:25.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello worldddd :) hello my little &lt;s&gt;black&lt;/s&gt; white blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally managed to remove the date header thing on the top of my posts. i so happen to hate letting people know when i blog, because i can blog up to 5, 6 times a day which is rather stupid but yes, i admit i talk alot to myself and weigh alot of things in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN! omg manolo blahnik! I AM HIS NUMBER 1 FAN! dont we all just love him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately i still cant frigging guess the code for adding titles cause i love titling my posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious note, EXAM RESULTS! have i mentioned this before? but i am extremely worried for science. im practically teetering on the edge. i have a bad feeling about results tomorrow. i hope lit scrapes a A. i will feel alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty much lost for words now. i want to write something intelligent here, but i cant. mainly because i have so many things on my mind, i am not sure how to clear the rubble of the after-effects of the post-exam bomb. i cant wait for us to know all our results, cry or maybe for some be happy, get it over and done with, look forward, and run towards the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it all seems very beautiful if we could count time by sunsets. one senset, a day is over. 2 sunsets, 2 days are over. maybe we could use sunrises too, but its not like any of us want to get out of bed at 6. and moreover, sunrise is my favourite drink from coffee beans, and i do not want to have any of my indulgences to be associated with the passing of fabulous moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year is ending soon. we might be going to the same class, we might not. friendships detiorate, and new bonds to be tied. next year is going to be one hell of a year. i can almost taste it already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, all we do is wait, and wonder whats coming next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112912921517736602?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112912921517736602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112912921517736602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112912921517736602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112912921517736602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-worldddd-hello-my-little-black.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112912321804088897</id><published>2005-10-12T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:02:37.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're in the streetlight &lt;br /&gt;All of us now &lt;br /&gt;Breathe in like smoke &lt;br /&gt;To know what it's like &lt;br /&gt;Breathe in to choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly dawned on me that i need to start saving up money. there are a million and 1 things i want to buy and all in all they exceed more than 1500 dollars, which is MAD. im trying to compromise on the items i dont think i'll need, but obviously i realize i need all of them so there is no compromise to be made. URGHH. and morever my lomo cam is still unavailable in asia so i shall just wait and wait and waaiiit. and its winter on the other side of the globe, now all the international brand names are stocking up on thick clothings and jackets. HELLO??? we are like, tropical sunny island????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, there are pros and cons for anything. now it almost seems as if all i want is just everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112912321804088897?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112912321804088897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112912321804088897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112912321804088897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112912321804088897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/were-in-streetlight-all-of-us-now.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112910290032043696</id><published>2005-10-12T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:44:06.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>made all your lies come true, and im a liar too</title><content type='html'>Add my tremolo, &lt;br /&gt;likes to shine on yours and mine. &lt;br /&gt;All my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite imac labtop has just disappeared for no apparent reason, and i doesnt seem to be anywhere. urghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY! checked marks today :) i think it is pretty cool that while other schools are still slogging for their papers, we've done ours, had our deserved holidays, and are checking marks now. SC POWER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrhurr, i cant really tell if i am happy with my marks until tomorrow. i think i did rather averagely, accept for english which i SO could have gotten a 79 if i just had not been so careless!! and history too, WE ALL DESERVE MORE THAN B's FOR WRITING CHUNKS OF ANSWERS 5 FRIGGING PAGES LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i do well for lit, or i'll be really disgusted with myself. geog was considered okay, and i cant ask for anymore than my mark as i only REALLY started studying the day before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrhurr and apparently the entire cohort did like shit for science, and GY's highest is only a 67, and the 4th highest is like a 58, which is so scary because GY is the third best class. obviously so, there are gonna be tons of failures and i already know i am one of them. URGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was rather crap and screwed so yes, i cant depend on that to pull my average up. SO HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO GET A 70 AVG FOR EOYS AND GO TO PHYSICS CHEM LIT COMBINATION(which i swear is the best/slackest combination in the world) ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOW GO PLAY MAPLE TO SOOTH MY THUDDING HEAD AND TROUBLED THOUGHTS. urgghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i feel as if i have thoroughly, and completely failed. i swear, i'll start studying earlier for exams next year. yet, we all know that procrastination never fails to pull us down. all we can do now, is hope and pray for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have seen them coming. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have seen them. &lt;br /&gt;I should have seen them. &lt;br /&gt;And then I run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112910290032043696?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112910290032043696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112910290032043696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112910290032043696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112910290032043696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/made-all-your-lies-come-true-and-im.html' title='made all your lies come true, and im a liar too'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112903251929138074</id><published>2005-10-11T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T06:47:39.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning, spinning hand in hand</title><content type='html'>its all dark outside, and being home alone doesnt make it feel any better. i am feeling very airheady now. very un-intellectual and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family's out watching quidam, ha! i still remember us watching it together, and it always makes everything seem so funny yet perfect. yumyum, i miss eating ben and jerry's and screaming at those gymnasts clad in only a LEOTARD (omg!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im here writing cause im not sure how to start my testimonial for feng. NICE FENG. FUNNY FENG. KIND FENG. lol hi feng are you reading this, i want to thank you for giving me that addy igor cause if i bought it myself it would have cost me 100k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrrow is marking day! you dont know, how dumb i feel now, so much so that i have no inspiration for writing this stupid, superficial post. besides, im too worried about maths and science to eat anything. and i am praying i did not screw up english and literature cause they are my favourite subjects, and because if i did, i'll never EVER forgive myself. hurrhurr. so shit luhhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah TODAY :)&lt;br /&gt;went out with Lynn and floogo's. SO FUNNY omg i swear i miss patricia so much! the crazy girl is modelling in HK now, which makes it even funnier, but im so glad she'll be staying here for the holidays. i love my beeeyotch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to SUNTEC, because we wanted to avoid the obvious crowd thronging orchard TODAY. and obviously im not dumb enough to go there when exaams for the other schools end around friday or thursday, because it will be SO crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it only means i have to go down tomorrow to get birthday presents i have owed since forever. AND I STILL DUNNO WHAT TO BUY FOR AMANDUHHHH. hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to my darlings :) i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112903251929138074?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112903251929138074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112903251929138074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112903251929138074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112903251929138074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/spinning-spinning-hand-in-hand.html' title='spinning, spinning hand in hand'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112900792005890956</id><published>2005-10-10T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:24:02.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be your nothing, forever, forever.</title><content type='html'>slow, boring tuesday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still wondering whether i should go out with Lynn and the rest later. hurrhurr, im feeling very attached to home now, maybe because i cant keep my mind off many things. i just checked, my vintage lomo cam is currently out of stock in asia, so im still deciding between the super sampler, fisheye, or my vintage. HURRRRRR, i hate deciding between things, because the moment you decide, you start to wonder what you have missed out on when you didnt decide on the others. omg i swear, the lomo cameras go right onto the top of my want list! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i have problem deciding between going for the pj tournament or not. there are so many things i want to do then, and perhaps if i go, i might even miss spex tournament, which, i already missed one season, and that is so going to affect my ranking! sighh...and mr chew made it exclusive which SUCKS cause &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) theres so little fun people going&lt;br /&gt;2) all the boring AHEMS are going&lt;br /&gt;3) I WANT TO PLAY SPEX&lt;br /&gt;4) we might die of terrorist attacks in pj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee seee, and if we dont go, chewbacca might get all huffed up and URGHHH who knows what else he might do! sigh, but there might be lots of shopping in pj, so i dont know yet. urghh, but i am leaning against the NOT going side of the fence. jo and tiff seem keen on going, urhh and i am still deciding. ONCE AGAIN deciding. its the most disgusting 'D' word i have ever come across. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i revamped my layout, thanks for the help zhang (once again haha), you are so my html queen! &lt;33333s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the entire morning searching for suitable pictures and editing them, ended up making 4 different skins, but im using this one for the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers, i think i just decided that i am going out then :) &lt;br /&gt;HELLO LYNN AND FLOO-GO GANG! &lt;br /&gt;BYE HOMEEEE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112900792005890956?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112900792005890956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112900792005890956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112900792005890956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112900792005890956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-be-your-nothing-forever-forever.html' title='i&apos;ll be your nothing, forever, forever.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112894044519509855</id><published>2005-10-10T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:34:05.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>candy whoring and eye-candy hunting</title><content type='html'>all of a sudden, i want to blow out all the candles on my obnoxiously, over-decorated yet funky Sweet 18th birthday cake ( i already decided what cake i want), hurry grow up, FINISH PUBERTY (so that breakouts are history), and run off to a nice university in USA, maybe even yale or NYU. i could even bring along that very trendy, SUITCASE with lipstick marks printed all over it, to the states as well. but it has to be the exact one carrie bradshaw had in season 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can already picture myself, alone in the states, no relatives, just friends. i'll be running off some cobbled street along new york,   nice boutiques selling nice things whirling in a blur around me. i'd be wearing vintage t-shirts with corny slogans like " I LOVE NEW YORK" and my faded ripped jeans and cliche converse sneakers like some artsy student living near some chino slum, very poetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding my camera ( hopefully it is a lomo) and ice cream cone in one hand, i'd run down unfamiliar streets filled with the thick smell of cigerrates and old people in black rimmed glasses drinking coffee, reading papers ( hopefully its carrie bradshaw's column). id start snapping all these black and white pictures, finish up my cone and hail a cab back down to my dorm, and plaster my new pictures all over my dorm wall ( which is already decorated with countless other black and white pictures). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rip off my outfit for a more glamorous one, and then hop down to tribeca star or whatever club to meet friends for a night of talking and drinking, all the while wearing my favourite silver necklaces that says "YOKE" ( it reminds me of home!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt there so much to look forward to, when youre only 14? i keep thinking about life tomorrow, next week, 2 years, 4 years, 10 years and even 20 years later. i wonder what holds in store for me? it is endless fascination.  yet, 18 is only 4 years away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly, we live in the marvellous times where everything is so perfect for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112894044519509855?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112894044519509855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112894044519509855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112894044519509855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112894044519509855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/candy-whoring-and-eye-candy-hunting.html' title='candy whoring and eye-candy hunting'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112893103668808024</id><published>2005-10-10T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:57:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another sunny day.</title><content type='html'>And all these talking heads are&lt;br /&gt;Blurred in violet hues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOO :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am finally feeling the reality of the end of exams sinking in. the past few days have been such a whirl, and i keep thinking of my textbooks. but im glad the euphoric tide is starting to rise, and hopefully tomorrow, i'll wake up possessed and maybe even start screaming and jumping on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from shopping in genting late last night, it was such a impromptu decision. it was pure shopping and fun! i've decided i shall go up to KL next week end for another shopping vacation. but i'll blog about the genting thing another day, im too tired to write too much now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im rather grateful for the fact that today and tomorrow are holidays for us girls. other schools are having lessons today, which is good because i didnt see too many students just now while shopping. hurrhurr. but we met friends! HI ZELEI, YING XIN, KELLY AND RACHEL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i spent it watching vanity fair. i hereby declare myself a new fan of reese witherspoon for her worthy accomplishment of being able to bring out the true spirit of rebecca sharpe! i love vintage movies and such of the late 1980s and those in the settings of 1800s, they are all such classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have decided i am going to move to new york when i grow up! this is mostly influence from sex and the city ( my favourite ever,). i think singaporeans are all so conservative and seriously lack the outrageousness and funk when it comes to fashion! &lt;br /&gt;if any of us wear tutus or sun hats along orchard everyone will think we are crazy! butbutbut in NY it is all so fashionable and NORMAL. so i have thought it through, i am going to move to newyork and wear the nicest clothes and shoes by beverly feldman and manolo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall have a daughter (ADORABLE)and name her elizabeth taylor just like charlotte from sex and the city wanted to. and she shall have bangs and long shiny hair ( because i will use conditioner on it everyday without fail). she will be forbidden from wearing bunny suits or hello kitty/barbie doll t-shirts because they are all such bad taste. she will have nice clothes that come in pretty pastel shades of blue, pink, yellow. and she shall wear a different outfit everyday of the week! OHOH and she gets ribbons to tie her hair too! and she shall have a chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!! look at carrie bradshaw ( sarah jessica parker) my BIGGEST fashion/personality idol!! SHE IS MINE! i swear she's the coolest person who wears the most beautiful of fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/egxpjr.jpg" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/egxptt.jpg" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/egxpwg.jpg" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/egxrvq.jpg" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/egxs0x.jpg" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) black dress and cardigan!&lt;br /&gt;2) SAILOR DRESS!&lt;br /&gt;3) carrie bradshaw :)&lt;br /&gt;4) vibrant clash!&lt;br /&gt;5) yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is fashion!&lt;br /&gt;go to this site to see more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.leadingladymagazine.com/news.php?Selection=189&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112893103668808024?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112893103668808024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112893103668808024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112893103668808024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112893103668808024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-sunny-day.html' title='another sunny day.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112869101078194804</id><published>2005-10-07T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T06:16:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babydoll, i wanna dig for gold and wear the crown of the forever lost souls.</title><content type='html'>ll set you off&lt;br /&gt;With the tip of my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Spinning&lt;br /&gt;Never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite disgusted with myself. im so hooked on abandoned pools, and it is becoming one of the only things i am capable of thinking of. my mind has officially declared it is on hibernation mode, it only makes me even more disgusted to know that such childish things happen to me, even now. of course, since exams has just ended, all the girls are reveling in the thought of doing nothing among these nothings. yet, they are all still so fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during chinese paper, i was being weirdly fidgity. staring glazely at the clock, watching the seconds tick by, it all seems to make the entire world stop. i wonder, if we were to pass our lives staring at clocks, would time stop, or at least wait for us? life always seems too short to enjoy, time always passes too fast for us to savour every moment, every sound of laughter, every emotion and expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we watched corpse bride. i love all my tim burton movies! except charlie and the chocolate factory, cause nothing really made sense to me. and my favourite is nightmare before christmas, it has just about the COOLEST theme in the universe! and then we shopped around orchard and laughed at stupid nothings. we even went to taka to find my lomo cam! its the most gorgeous camera ever, but weizhen DISAGREES and says its damned ugly, HAHA somebody was like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" IS IT A GUN??!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my lookalike was everywhere. i got quite scared, but jess was like how excited. i realize, i never really like it when orchard is filled with students and people i know. somehow, it makes it seem as if no matter which street i walk along, which shop i scour, i will never be able to fully get away from familiar faces i try to shy away from, for whatever reason there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, mum made a impromptu decision to buy tickets for me up to genting, like about 2 hours ago. quite annoying, i was looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) waking up at 2pm on saturday, reading newspapers and having breakfast at 3 like a royal highness of some sort, HA!&lt;br /&gt;2) relishing the Sunday Time's on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, genting would mean 2 whole days of shopping shopping shopping and casinos! and when im back on sunday, it'll be back to fabulous camera whoring, and eye canding hunting. sometimes, life is so wonderful, i wish it were literally alive, so i could pinch her chubby cheeks and plant a million kisses on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems as if all the world's candy is in my hand to hold, yet, im missing something that even i am not sure of. are we, really that greedy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112869101078194804?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112869101078194804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112869101078194804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112869101078194804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112869101078194804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/babydoll-i-wanna-dig-for-gold-and-wear.html' title='babydoll, i wanna dig for gold and wear the crown of the forever lost souls.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112858476016013332</id><published>2005-10-06T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T00:46:00.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i see the happy family tree; they're all swaying so happily, yet this world just isnt mine.</title><content type='html'>staring into the sun&lt;br /&gt;we eat our young&lt;br /&gt;this cant be what your waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HULLOOO :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more late-nights up. no more missing of OC on tv. no more CHINESE (ugghh) and MATHS! no more cup noodles for lunch (to save time). no more post-phoning of shopping trips.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAYS ARE REALLY HERE TO STAY! is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they (un-officially) end today. but somehow, im not feeling the way i should. now that its all over, i feel as if i left a part of myself behind. its almost as if exams have become a part of me. i hope this is only a phrase im going through! i feel a little sad, its as if i forgot something. im suddenly very looking forward to the end of sec 3...and then the end of O levels... A levels....university. im starting to wonder, AM I REALLY THIS DESPERATE TO GROW UP?? then again, it'll mean a new lease of life and unlimited access to freedom, private suites or apartments, UOB women's card for never-ending shopping expenses (!!!!), bath robes and 5 star hotels :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but id lose so much in exchange for that...nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow is chinese. not like anyone of us are going to be bothered studying. its a little sad to know that none of us are gonna study for THAT subject( since we're singapore-CHINESE-girls-school), actually only from the lao shi's point of view. we're all too busy planning the itinery for the following marking day holidays....november holidays...december holidays, and the other fabulous days with fabulous things we're gonna do. but then again, we've been dreaming up this list since we started mugging like freaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS TODAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;-screeeeaaaaamms! ayye ayyyeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like shit, i swear, it was TOUGH. i literally stayed up all night practicing algebraic equations, and once again, my algebra failed me. HUUURRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths is so my curse! i swear im spending my holidays practicing it ( among all the many other things we're doing of course)!! ughhh. luckily mark-checking day for maths is looong (quite okay,) time away, theres time for my concience to recover from the accusing memory of myself doodling during maths tuition after almost every sum. hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but english today was relatively easy to accomplish. at least i hope i do sufficiently well, its not very nice to say its easy and then flunk the paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to CHARLENE my shopping queen whos blog i CANT tag!: yes i live for TUESDAY, just like you! we're gonna have so much fun, i can just tell already :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112858476016013332?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112858476016013332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112858476016013332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112858476016013332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112858476016013332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-see-happy-family-tree-theyre-all.html' title='i see the happy family tree; they&apos;re all swaying so happily, yet this world just isnt mine.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112850190998327770</id><published>2005-10-05T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:45:10.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>theres no where left to go, but down.</title><content type='html'>just take it easy on yourself&lt;br /&gt;forget all the stupid things you say&lt;br /&gt;i know you beat up on your self&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know it's in your blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the room, theres this bulletin where i put up fragments of my thoughts, be it incoherent scribbles, my motivating goals, or even nice phrases i've heard around. hurr, but it looks pretty messy. yet, i barely notice it anyway, only when im bored out of my wits studying, which happens to be around this period of examinations. yet this morning, it looked so different when the sunlight shined on it from the windows at the back. today, there were baby pictures on the bulletin, i've never really noted what was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! i laughed out aloud when i saw it. theres always this effect baby pictures of YOURSELF have on you. i always seem to think i NEVER could have looked this...different, and the photographs turned out like THIS due to tricks of the eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they brought me back to the childhood days again. of running around from one room to another with lollipops in hand, screaming for daddy to find me in our game of hide and seek, all the while in fits of giggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of making sure i wake up at NINE exactly every morning, so that i would not miss my daily broadcast of Powerangers, and then going near the TV to stroke it when i saw pink ranger. (HURRHURR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of getting excited everytime mummy said we could go out, cause then i could wear my matching barbie doll tees and skirts, and bring along the latest barbie doll in my collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of painstakingly sifting through a can of ABC soup (all the while watching the ABC show) , trying to find all the alphabets that form my name and getting veryveryveryvery excited when i finally succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize, these moments would never come back again, but yet, they are still with me. i swear, from now on, i'll always look at my bulletin when im in the room. these memories, i'll never let them fade away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112850190998327770?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112850190998327770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112850190998327770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112850190998327770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112850190998327770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/theres-no-where-left-to-go-but-down.html' title='theres no where left to go, but down.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112842852874159741</id><published>2005-10-04T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T05:22:08.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we can go where theres nothing.</title><content type='html'>finally, a paper that i am more adept at, heehee. but of course, writing 5 pages worth of words is seriously no joke, my fingers were aching so badly, ugh. i hope i do well for this paper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that we've tackled at least 5 papers, we've only got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;geography&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;english paper 1 &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;history&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;chinese paper 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;LITERATURE!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science&lt;br /&gt;maths&lt;br /&gt;english&lt;br /&gt;chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tomorrow, it'll be 2 more days! imagine the fun, oh how lovely, we'll all be back to the wild partying and crazy shopping/movie marathons :) it suddenly seems so normal, once again, im having trouble deciding whether id like it better for the exams to end, or for these moments to last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLA HOLA everybody throw off your thinking caps and whip on your lovely party hats! start shredding the confettis cause the party's gonna begin on friday NIGHT :) and party poopers please go jump off the Shanghai 101. anyway, happy days are here to stay!! at least, until before checking of marks :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, no matter how hard we play, party or shop, we'll always know everything i'll turn out fine for us. cause, thats just the way it is :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112842852874159741?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112842852874159741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112842852874159741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112842852874159741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112842852874159741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-can-go-where-theres-nothing.html' title='we can go where theres nothing.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112842737639250144</id><published>2005-10-04T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T05:02:56.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're plastic like a mannequin.</title><content type='html'>well HI anonymous? its not like i bother about what HURR means to you or anyone else. its just a way people express themselves, not that you care anyway. obviously you're SO interested in the morsels of my life cause you happen to scroll all the way down to the post where we were just talking about you. umm hello?? that was like, so last week?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to answer your question why i write about the frigging anonymous shitbag even though i dislike his frigging what-did-i-ever-do-to-you attitude, obviously your question is rhetorical, because, does it even require a answer? you just answered your question in YOUR question, i write about anonymous cause i dislike him. obviously you didnt understand what you were talking about. ***HURRRR***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since was it ever stated in ANYWHERE that we could only blog about pleasant things??? of course i would blog about YOU, its not like everyday i meet someone thats stupid enough not to be able to comprehend their own question? ***HURRRHURR***. im not kidding, youre just THISSSSS dumb to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, its your choice that you want to remain as a passerby/anonymous or whatever you deem suitable for your hidden namesake that serves whatever hidden agenda for coming here and trying to piss me off. its not like im dumb, im sufficiently educated to know the difference between when people come here to offer advice to imrpove my blogging skills or those biotches who come to just piss the shit out of people. AT LEAST i hope you have some brains to know which one. nevertheless, i doubt i'd ever like to know your real name or want you to state it in the tag, lest i freak out at your grotesqueness when i remember your face. HURRHURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, PASSERBY ( obviously youre the same person but whattheheck,) you say your grandmother looks prettier than the model in the picture. BUT WHAT THE FUCK DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE??? so what...are you telling me youre like...DARN GOODLOOKING cause you inherited your grandmama's genes????? seriously, arrogance is just an effective shield for ourselves from the low self-esteem, one that we conveniently hide behind. obviously you suffer from that, and an inferioty complex for your disgusting face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then again, if you still do not know, the model ( yes sorry i forgot her name, my impending stupidity probably has to do with addressing this blog to you), she's the current IT model of the season. she has done many catwalks this season, flaunting the most prestigeous of brands, i think Givenchy, and maybe even Christian dior, Versace and Armani. well obviously you dont know that cause you dismissed her as just THE model. she's the IT model, stupid. i bet your grandma never even modelled before, let alone for Dior. or maybe, youre just too fashion backward or pooooor to even afford Vogue-where this is so basic. you're basically tagging about nothing accusatory now, which is like...HOW SUPERFICIAL PLEASE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anonymous, as i said, im obviously above your petty stupidity and your pointless, superficial tags which seem to be heading in no direction. why dont you just stand up and walk out of the door? and please remember to close it behind you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112842737639250144?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112842737639250144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112842737639250144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112842737639250144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112842737639250144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/youre-plastic-like-mannequin.html' title='you&apos;re plastic like a mannequin.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112834132375255384</id><published>2005-10-03T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T05:08:43.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thats you in the photograph from 1973- yet you dont even know me.</title><content type='html'>flipping through todays Straits Time. i finally came to one of my favourite sections amongst the monday collections : Youth Link.   ( there they address the many issues concerning teenagers like you and me abt education... family...) and i am proud and happy to say, that they finally featured one of the articles that i most sought after to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to todays, home section, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flipflipflip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of Youthlink, and today they very coolly, very nicely, address the issues of foreign education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screeeeeams! ayyye ayye, this is so funky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and after getting more information about the various forms of overseas education and the many benefits ( or cons ) i am happy to finally decide that overseas education will most probably benefit, as their system ( the Americans!) seem to compliment my style and unfortunately, my laidbackness and habit to procrastinate. In USA, students are given up to 2 years into their education ( basic degree is 4 years in USA) to decide on what they want to major in. of course, this greatly benefits all those poor innocent beings who suffer from relapses of procrastination involuntarily :) like me hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently i believe that it is seemingly, subconciously instilled into the minds of our people, that students who receive their tertiary education overseas are much more adapted to the ever-changing diversity of the market, and have better abilities to comprehend and then solve the many complicated issues that are packaged along with our grand entrance to society! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, graduates who have recieved overseas tertiary education seem to be preferred more to those who are groomed by our local Universities here (e.g SMU, NUS, NTU, SIM). say for example, a law graduate from London School of Economics is definitely preferred more compared to one from NUS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus it is agreeable, that overseas education seems to give the student that first step through the door and the 'VIP card' to the front of the queue! but of course, how the graduate performs under the pressures of the workplace, is all up to his/herself :) from then on, the student will have to prove herself to be one that is able to adapt and change according to the needs and requirements of her surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, tertiary education overseas might not be one that suits everybody. its entirely up to the person,whether he or she feels comfortable in the hands of a foreign country, and also, how fast she/he is able to adapt to he language barrier, cultural differences and isolation from familiar family and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrhurr! this is such a intellectual post, heeee :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today history and chinese paper1 ! quite funny, the teacher said 1 min left and i got so excited/nervous cause no extra time will be given to write name and all so i had to scribble very fast cause i had 5 papers to write my name on. and in my excitement i kept writing LAU YORK MUN and its so annoying so my name has tons of cancellation on it! urghh i need new pens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; geography&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; english paper 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; history paper 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; chinese paper 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature&lt;br /&gt;science&lt;br /&gt;maths&lt;br /&gt;english paper 2&lt;br /&gt;chinese paper 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only until friday, everything will be over then! back to the much coveted normalcy of daily life. its just 4 more days, its not like we cant handle it right? right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is different now&lt;br /&gt;The mind's eye fails to see&lt;br /&gt;And all we know is TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112834132375255384?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112834132375255384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112834132375255384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112834132375255384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112834132375255384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/thats-you-in-photograph-from-1973-yet.html' title='thats you in the photograph from 1973- yet you dont even know me.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112825714701701446</id><published>2005-10-02T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T05:45:47.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day after day, you never ever crack a smile.</title><content type='html'>everythings been pretty lame, nothing much to do except the subjects, hopefully i'll wake up frigging scared tomorrow and go into full drive once again! i keep getting distracted by everything else. hmm. and my apple labtop's mouse just lost control, no more batt. the stupid touch-and-control mouse is really driving me crazy. its so hard to manouvre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, taking a breather from the history txtbook. everything seems to be alot easier when you avoid, but its not like we could go on forever. everyone is studying now ( theres no one interesting on MSN :(! ), but its not like im not mugging either. and no one is blogging as frequently anymore (luckily, there are a few favourite exceptions!), i miss delving into the tasty morsels of other's daily lives. hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 5 more days, but it feels like a really LONG five days. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to give it up&lt;br /&gt;No one needs this any day&lt;br /&gt;Your life's a half-filled cup&lt;br /&gt;You'd never drink from anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112825714701701446?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112825714701701446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112825714701701446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112825714701701446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112825714701701446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-after-day-you-never-ever-crack.html' title='day after day, you never ever crack a smile.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112823549153039334</id><published>2005-10-01T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:44:51.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my soul's a fuse, it blows away your name.</title><content type='html'>Take this souvenir&lt;br /&gt;They can't deny you were here&lt;br /&gt;This scar always there&lt;br /&gt;To medicate your fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wonder if YOU even know me at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112823549153039334?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112823549153039334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112823549153039334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112823549153039334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112823549153039334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-souls-fuse-it-blows-away-your-name.html' title='my soul&apos;s a fuse, it blows away your name.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112816886864429462</id><published>2005-10-01T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T05:14:28.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>royalty in its sweet form.</title><content type='html'>bored beyond words. hurrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive Traits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dignity, will-power, generosity, loyalty, confidence, ambitious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leos possess a strong positive nature and don't shrink from any adverse circumstances. Leos like to live on a grand scale. First class is the only way to go and luxury is comfort. In personal relationships, Leo is open, sincere, genuine, trusting and generous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are direct and to the point and lead with their emotions. Leos are proud people, with an idealistic and humane nature. They are basically outgoing, happy, kind and generous. Self expressive, intelligent and broad minded, they are philosophically inclined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative Traits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conceited, arrogant, laziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although outgoing, spontaneous, warm- hearted and straight forward, a tragic flaw in Leo is gullibility. They are too trusting and generous to people they like and love. They are not good judges of character and are inclined to treat those close to them as if they were perfect beings incapable of wrongdoing. Because no one can possibly live up to this kind of expectation, Leos are often disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do recover quickly however, and may have numerous love affairs. Their love of pleasure and beauty, and their expectation of perfection drives them from one attractive partner to another.Quick tempered, blunt and nasty when they have been affronted, they are deeply hurt by malice or hostility. Leos can be too sensitive to personal criticism, and when their dominance is threatened they can go into a sudden rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, they make us sound so...nice one moment and the other moment, we are practically deemed as flirtatious sex-crazed shits???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112816886864429462?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112816886864429462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112816886864429462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112816886864429462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112816886864429462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/10/royalty-in-its-sweet-form.html' title='royalty in its sweet form.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112813469677459862</id><published>2005-09-30T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:22:55.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you opened the pandora box and now, all that i love is gone.</title><content type='html'>WEEKLY ITINERY IN THE 'NORMAL' ERA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick says: youre being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;- hhahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondays: start of the weeks; monday blues (urggh); back to friends, teachers,maths...;assembly; comfortable walks home with beatrice :) ;and sometimes, training( unless ponning with weizhen hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays: test day(eewww); happy-dedicated-to-myself-only times; couch potato day(we watch desp housewives, lost, OC, niptuck all on dvd!); revel in the end of test day and preparing for the upoming one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesdays: exceptionally long school days; trainings; usually too tired to do anything else except reading the computer paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursdays: getting excited about the coming weekends; planning what to do for the weekends; dreading the end of the weekends; making sure i read today's Life! and Urban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridays: waking up with "WEEKENDS!!!' screaming in the head; time passing by exceptionally quickly in school; JENSEN TRAINING!; science tuition; orchard; miss chang lessons HAHA; supper with dad and mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: wakes up lazy yet happy; dreads reading today's thick set of (boring) papers; yumyum lunches out/stay-home freedom; blog-surfing(like now haha); funny dinners with lynn and the rest &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: looking forward to yum english tea and scones breakfast (courtesy of mummy and mina!); drooling over the spread of Sunday Times and Lifestyle;  teeeveee!; homework(eew); and good ole dedicated-to-myself-only times to maintain contact with my sanity; feeling excited yet disgusted at the thought of returning to school; signs of schizophrenia at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont we all just adore the good old times? cant wait till the normalcy of life returns. back to picnics at botanics and people watching in downtown :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112813469677459862?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112813469677459862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112813469677459862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112813469677459862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112813469677459862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-opened-pandora-box-and-now-all.html' title='you opened the pandora box and now, all that i love is gone.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112809382944107394</id><published>2005-09-30T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:23:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll be the enemy.</title><content type='html'>geography and english paper1, i hope everything went well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, exams ending seems such a bad idea. and neither do i want the year to pass. this year, everything flew past way too quickly, i have yet to memorise all the friendly, familiar faces and slow-paced life of lower sec. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, post-exams plans have all been set, and shopping trips decided. the itinery is all set to roll and all thats stopping it is the on-goings of the exams! till then, its 100% focus on the streaming, get it over and done with and everything will be okay. after that, all the world's candy will be in my hand to hold, metaphorically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway to ANONYMOUS (youchickenshitcowardtagger) yes you, i've narrowed it down to two others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) if its _______, well at least i hope its not you. i mean, dont get all depressed and start pulling all that shit around me. its not like your petty problems are going to affect me in any way, can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) wellwell, if its ______ of course id be for the interest of everyone, i can start my hate paragraphs about again ( which i sinfully admit i enjoy).hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well hi stalker. its you again, and i see you found my blog. eww. and i see you've been left alone for too long for the stupidity seems to be taking over your rotting mind. well why dont you purchase a reliable shaver and go shave off that abnormal moustache on your face??? at least it will make your most disgusting deformed and grotesque features look a tad more acceptable. or maybe, you could always leave and start anew in a new place, like....say..... MADAGASCAR???! im sure the people there dont mind HUGE egos, stalkerish behaviour and maybe even body odour! wow, isnt that like, your UTOPIA??? its SO you, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, i cant stand the fact how you think you stand high on the social rung. its kind of disgusting the way you dont give a damned about other's feelings and make use of your supreme rudeness and ego to get what you want, say PHONE NUMBERS. you're such a desperate, stupid, ugly freak. i dont see how you can stand infront of the mirror and not faint from your grotesqueness every morning. i wonder why you even have (fake) friends. i wonder why im even wasting time trying to diminish your ego here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with WARMEST regards ( alongside joss sticks, incense paper and some shit to represent you since putting your picture up here might just scare the frigging daylights out of innocent passerbys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can be the enemy while i'll be the remedy.&lt;br /&gt;well at least you could leave a name, ANONYMOUS. hurr. such a distasteful entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112809382944107394?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112809382944107394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112809382944107394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112809382944107394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112809382944107394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/youll-be-enemy_112809382944107394.html' title='you&apos;ll be the enemy.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112791256004089108</id><published>2005-09-28T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T06:02:40.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your world is so shallow.</title><content type='html'>i watch the literary geniuses and those who possess the writer's pen with green-eyed jealousy. HURRS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i swear after tonight, 'INTEND TO STUDY' will no longer exist in my vocabulary. it'll be 'COMPULSE TO STUDY". its gonna be that good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112791256004089108?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112791256004089108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112791256004089108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112791256004089108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112791256004089108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-world-is-so-shallow.html' title='your world is so shallow.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112782457850232145</id><published>2005-09-27T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T05:40:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>save your breathe, your soul is hollow.</title><content type='html'>school finally after 3 days at home :) we tend to appreciate things only when we are subjected to lost. i wonder if the same goes for the negative things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, school didnt seem very boring, im still not sure why. back to familiar faces and the many things i love. i suppose home without company is as good as hell, i hope the holidays dont turn out this way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, first paper (GEOGRAPHY) on friday. its just 3 more days? time seems to fly so quickly. it seems as if we were all sec 1s only yesterday. somehow i feel depressed at the thought of exams ending and the new year coming. trainings start, and the seniors leave. i cant imagine trainings without them, they always melt my heart. i hope i'll become such a senior one day :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrhurrs. i realize im blogging about nothing again. the topics always seem to revolve around the epitome of nothingness. its all very meaningless. exams have taken away my abillity to think and talk coherently. its really disgusting. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh. and add me at my new gmail account. credits to SARAH (yesyes i do love you,stop telling me  hahahahhaa&lt;3s) for the name and everything else. I LOVE MY HIGHER CHINESE PARTNER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here: candy.whoring@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;HULLO ARE YOU ADDING ALREADY? HMMM?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS ALLISON'S BIRTHDAY! yay hornet girl!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and today is HAKIM'S birthday! hurhurhur happy birthday milo boy, under 8.9.10...,14,16,18, dunno-what-else champion!&lt;br /&gt;andand i know many more birthdays are coming :) and im going to get the presents after exams. you know you'll love it, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112782457850232145?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112782457850232145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112782457850232145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112782457850232145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112782457850232145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/save-your-breathe-your-soul-is-hollow.html' title='save your breathe, your soul is hollow.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112773913274467848</id><published>2005-09-26T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:52:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take a dive into the deep end of my hand.</title><content type='html'>quizzzziess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: yokemun&lt;br /&gt;nicknames: yoke, yokee, yokebun, BUNNY, MUNNY (!??!)&lt;br /&gt;age: sweeet 14 :)&lt;br /&gt;gender: F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food: breadbreadbread. candy floss! and homecooked food :)&lt;br /&gt;drinks: ice lemon tea (sugar reduced)&lt;br /&gt;hangout: coffeeclub! holland village yumumyum food paradise :) and home.&lt;br /&gt;shops: somany! TOYS R US! topshop, MISS SIXTY, ninewest, jwest, scotts F21 club21, guess, Zara and blahblah more.&lt;br /&gt;brands: umm, refer to the above?! and TY BEANIE BABIES!&lt;br /&gt;country: ITALY annnnd FRANCE! bothmyfavourites :)&lt;br /&gt;place: newyork, manhanttan.&lt;br /&gt;people: all my friends and family &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISLIKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food: cough syrup, anti-biotics. steak well-done.&lt;br /&gt;drinks: chinese icky herb boiled stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hangout: those hawker centres with cheekopehs ( SQUATTING AND SMOKING) bengs (SQUATTING AND SMOKING AND FLIRTING WITH THE LIANS) ahlians ( SQUATTIN AND SMOKING AND FLIRTING WITH THE BENGS) and yes just anywhere with smokers.&lt;br /&gt;shops: dunno why but starting to dislike roxy? stereotypical (but i am still using their pencil case!), OP yuck.&lt;br /&gt;brands: roxy and OP dunnooo&lt;br /&gt;country: malaysia??&lt;br /&gt;place: sleazy areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT?&lt;br /&gt;family or friends: hopefully there wont be a day where i have to make a choice??&lt;br /&gt;coke or pepsi: coke&lt;br /&gt;friends or boyfriends: HAHAHAHA UGHUGH friends!! they stay with you for life.&lt;br /&gt;las vegas or LA: los angeles!&lt;br /&gt;tattoo or piercing: hard choice, both quite nice and icky at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;gays or lesbians: both equally attractive i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;roxy or guess: GUESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;ripcurl or f21: forever 21!!!&lt;br /&gt;voodoo dolls or Zara: ZARA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Levis or MissSixty: i love miss sixty!!&lt;br /&gt;sweet or sassy: sassy?&lt;br /&gt;sexy or saucy: saucy??&lt;br /&gt;maths or science: definitely science.&lt;br /&gt;smart or pretty: SMART, theres always plastic surgery for the rich and smart.&lt;br /&gt;family or job: FAMILY, they are truly home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END! i was just bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uggghh. everyones telling me to take bio. but i reallyreallyreally am into taking physics, IF I CAN EVEN GET IN AT ALL. which i doubt. which means i'll most proobably be going to bio. which is really going to screw up the rest of my life and as i always say, i'll most probably end up as a pathetic sales-girl in taka, the one that opens the door for you and smiles in the cheesiest manner EVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, and the sales-girl only earns $800 a month, which is only enough for 2 mac meals a day ( after rationing) and no money can be spent shopping and even $7.50 becomes too much to be spent in cinemas. the sales-girl cant buy bras from truimph and pierre cardin and la senza, no matter how much she craves them after seeing the adverts in thrown-away-long-time-ago mags she finds in big black dustbins( she is unable to afford wireless internet connection and suscribe to TheStraitsTimes and vogue). she can only go to pasar-malams to buy those 5 for 10 dollar bras that come in weird shades and designs. sad to say, she also has no life, being unable to afford expensive alcoholic drinks in cutting-edge bars or even a $4.50 drink from coffee beans becomes overly extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the life man. IF WE DONT STUDY HARD. i am scaring myself but yes i can forsee myself as THE SALES-GIRL 10 years down the road. really. i need to go to a good good good combination this year before i thoroughly screw up. &lt;br /&gt;"hello and welcome to Takashimaya, have a good day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i just had the compulsion to blog about my very daunting future. or is it just another excuse to talk to someone/something else other than the textbooks? im already running on empty ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112773913274467848?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112773913274467848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112773913274467848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112773913274467848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112773913274467848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-dive-into-deep-end-of-my-hand.html' title='take a dive into the deep end of my hand.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112772191757437603</id><published>2005-09-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T01:05:17.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>but he never said bye.</title><content type='html'>its such a listless monday afternoon. how i wish i was in school now, SIGH. at this time of the day, IF i had gone to school, i would be on my way home, either on Bus 156 or on one of the many cabs that traverse pass our school on beautiful monday afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire morning was spent with geography and science textbooks and sex and the city dvds, they are boring companions and i yearned to be in school :( hmmm, nonono the sex and the city dvds part wasnt boring, it gave me the break i longed for so much. the chance to get away from the disgusting textbooks. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i accomplished alot today =) i wonder if it is anything compared to what they are doing in school now. hopefully, i covered alot more here at home than what i could finish in school. it would give me great satisfaction, really. at least i hadnt stayed at home all day for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fever has subsided! it is NOT dengue=) hahahah to think i was panicking all night! hahaha i am definitely relieved. i am going tto buy lots of mosquito repellants and coils! now, theres only the dull throbbing at the back of the head and the uncomfortable unable-to-swallow feeling in the throat. otherwise, i am considered fit for school tomorrow, YAY! back to wonderful friends and caring teachers! away from home and isolation! i felt as though i had lost touch with civilisation and the world since staying at home today. its such a disturbing thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize, try as hard as i might, i am unable to understand the people i wish to understand the most. spending hours just thinking about the many things they do and say, trying to find the "hidden meanings", if there are any at all. but you just stop there, its a freakin dead end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet the more "unimportant" people around you, they are so much easier to decipher. its as if the answer is right there, it becomes so mundane and boring to "decode" them, cause we could already tell you all you want to know about that person. the history teacher says " to infer from the meaning is the cross refer. CROSS REFERENCING girls, cross refer from CONTEXTUAL KNOWLEDGE!" yet they only make you even more confused. how to infer, where is the knowledge, is this even the correct piece of information im looking for? the piece of information that tells me more about you? its all so confusing. i wonder if i know you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have wanted not to die. I would have wanted to never to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left. There's nothing right. There's nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm one. I'm two. I'm all yet none of you.&lt;br /&gt;I am one. I am all. I am Quidam.&lt;br /&gt;I would have wanted to give a voice to the nameless who carry their voices like so many stones on their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bytheway, quidam means STRANGER! yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm so tired, dinner with pat and the rest later ( yes, even in the coming of the exams i am going out for dinner, disgusting aint it?) its her birthday! and yes she is back from HK for short notice =) i realize i am blogging about nothing. so byebyebye i am off to visit SCIENCE my new bestfriend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112772191757437603?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112772191757437603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112772191757437603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112772191757437603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112772191757437603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/but-he-never-said-bye.html' title='but he never said bye.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112765014994417733</id><published>2005-09-25T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:09:09.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DENGUE IS THE VIRUS, THAT I JUST WANT TO MINUS!</title><content type='html'>hi all you freaks! its sunday at 7.43pm and i think i just contracted DENGUE. this morning i woke up all groggy with this disgusting sickly feeling in my throat. I HAD SORE THROAT and i shouldnt have them unless i ate unhealthy, heaty food the day before. which i obviously didnt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had....umm...mcdonald pancakes with syrup for breakfast and some water. and i had chicken noodles for lunch with water. and i had a healthy wholesome dinner filled with vegetables, and meat, and fish plus chicken soup. and i drank pink dolphin. ITS QUITE HEALTHY RIGHT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES PINK DOLPHIN CAUSE DENGUE?? cause i left in open (forgot to close it) and do you think mosquitos breed in pink dolphin water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugghhyghh i dont want to be sick exams start friday, and its a geography paper! sigh i want to come to school tomorrow to listen to all the clues! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK IM TALKING TO ALL THESE FUNNY PEOPLE ABOUT MY SUSPECTED DENGUE CASE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is JOANNE CHEW's conversation, her father is a doctor!&lt;br /&gt;i am the bitches &amp; beaches one while&lt;br /&gt;jo is the.. I LOVE NADAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:25:44 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A MOSQUITO BITE ON MY RIGHT BOOB&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:25:48 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ABOVE MY RIGHT BOOB&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:25:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;umm&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:25:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:26:08 PM)&lt;br /&gt;what do you do go to sleep naked?&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:26:49 PM)&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO I DUNNO HOW THE MOSQUITO GOT THERE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:26:57 PM)&lt;br /&gt;IT IS JUST VERYVERY ITCHY&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:27:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;um ok haha  wear too low cut alr&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:29:05 PM)&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:29:14 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE ON MY BREAST&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:29:25 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BE BARING IT ALL THE TIME FOR THE MOSQUITOS TO BITE RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:29:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;whatever ok haha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:30:21 PM)&lt;br /&gt;maybe you got in the toilet or something haha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:33:03 PM)&lt;br /&gt;OKAY MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:33:11 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I SOMETIMES SEE FLYING INSECTS WHEN I BATHE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:33:18 PM)&lt;br /&gt;swat them..&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:33:24 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND I TRY TO SHOOT THEM DOWN WITH THE SHOWER HEAD&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:33:34 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND IM LIKE SPRAYING EVERYWHERE...THE CEILING THE DOOR&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:33:48 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND MY DAD COMES IN ALL PISSED CAUSE HE SAID THE TOILET LOOKS LIKE A WATERFALL&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:34:10 PM)&lt;br /&gt;hahah ok&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:34:17 PM)&lt;br /&gt;don't do that&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:34:21 PM)&lt;br /&gt;they'll move away&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼i love nadal!! says:￼ (7:39:36 PM)&lt;br /&gt;just whack them with your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok this is RAINA.&lt;br /&gt;i am the beaches &amp; bitches one while&lt;br /&gt;raina is the.. RAINA one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raina&lt;br /&gt;OHH. hahha. yuo won't spread to them my dear it's DENGUE. it's spread by MOSQUITOES&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:17:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;uhhm.. nope. i dont think so&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:17:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SUREEEE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:05 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT ENTIRE FAMILIES GET DENGUE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:09 PM)&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THEY WERE IN CONTACT&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:16 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I KILL JESS AND ALL THE REST AND YOU&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:21 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THEN ALL OF YOU WILL FAIL &lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:33 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT TO FAIL I WANT TO GO PHYSICS EVEN THOUGH I DONT THINK I WILL MAKE IT&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:18:44 PM)&lt;br /&gt;nooooo. haha. entire families get dengue cos the mosquitoes BREED in the house&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:19:07 PM)&lt;br /&gt;why dont you go to the doctor tonight?/ahaha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:19:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SERIOUS HOW CAN THE MOSQUITO WANT TO KILL SO MANY PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:19:21 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN THEY FEED ON ONE PERSON THEY ARE FULL RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:19:24 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEY KEEP EATING&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:19:46 PM)&lt;br /&gt;it's like. breed. you know, a whole family of mosquitoes my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:19:47 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:19:57 PM)&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE MOSQUITOS&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:20:11 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YOU MEAN MOSQUITOS ARE YOUR DEAR FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:20:58 PM)&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I MEANT YOU KNOW LIKE ADES MOSQUITOES BREED IN THE HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:21:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS HAY FEVER&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:21:27 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THEN THERE'S A WHOLE LOT OF THOSES MOSQUITOES WHICH CAN CAUSE DENGUE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:21:27 PM)&lt;br /&gt;IS IT FOR FARMERS ONLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:21:33 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YOU POK&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼raina         just the one I love;             I AM PHONE LESS NOW says:￼ (7:21:41 PM)&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE SAME FOR DENGUE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is the crazy tayshumei!&lt;br /&gt;she is the AWFUL FEELS SOFTER one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:05:31 PM)&lt;br /&gt;butbut i am scared i got dengue&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:05:35 PM)&lt;br /&gt;it takes damned long to heal&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:05:46 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and i hate doctors cause they have the most digusting medcine&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:05:52 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i only ate 2 slices of apples&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:05:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i am going to eat alot more&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:06:36 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ohya&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:06:41 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ooey had dengue fever twice&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:06:47 PM)&lt;br /&gt;are you kidding&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:06:48 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and she abandoned me for 2 wholke weeks&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:06:52 PM)&lt;br /&gt;cos she was partner last year&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:06:58 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THE SECOND STRAIN IS LIKE DANGEROUS!!&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER, IS IT DENGUE??!?!?!? says:￼ (7:07:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;CAN DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:07:57 PM)&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:08:01 PM)&lt;br /&gt;she had it again this year&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:08:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:08:05 PM)&lt;br /&gt;bt she didn die!&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:09:51 PM)&lt;br /&gt;REALLLY&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:09:58 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THE SECOND STRAIN IS VERYVERY DANGEROUS&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:10:04 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AS IN IF YOU GET IT FOR A 2ND TIME&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:10:12 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I WAS READDDING EVERY DENGUE NEWS&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:10:18 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I DONT WANT TO PLAY SPEX THIS YEAR&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:10:23 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I GET DENGUE THERE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:10:26 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE ALOT OD DRAINS&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;yeah my dr told me that tpp&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:03 PM)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:07 PM)&lt;br /&gt;dont be mad&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:08 PM)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;bring mosqyuito net&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:16 PM)&lt;br /&gt;spray insecticide&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:20 PM)&lt;br /&gt;bring mosquito coils&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:11:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;light them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:45 PM)&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM IS MAD&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;SHE JUST BROUGHT HOME 2 BABIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:18:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I KIILL BOTH OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:19:05 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:19:06 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼awful feels softer                     youre like a dynamite with a laser beam says:￼ (7:19:09 PM)&lt;br /&gt;steal from where?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:19:43 PM)&lt;br /&gt;STEAL???&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:19:49 PM)&lt;br /&gt;NO I THINK I AM GOING TO KILL THEM ACCIDENTALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:27:34 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE MOSQUITO BITE ON MY RIGHT BOOB&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:27:40 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I AM GOING TO DIE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:27:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;CAN DENGUE BE TRANSMITTED THROUGH CONTACT&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:28:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THE TWO BABIES ARE VERYVERY WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:28:04 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND SCARY&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:28:16 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THEY KEEP COMING IN TO STARE AT ME AS IF THEY NEVER SEEN A GIRL BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:28:29 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY START STROKING MY HAND AND PLAYING WITH MY HAIR AND MY PENS!&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:30:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:30:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;BREAST CANCER&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:30:14 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:30:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;the dengue virus reacts with your breat tissue&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:30:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:30:25 PM)&lt;br /&gt;okok im joking&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:30:42 PM)&lt;br /&gt;omg MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:30:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF THEY WANT TO AMPUTATE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:30:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THEN IM LIKE BREAST CANCER WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:31:11 PM)&lt;br /&gt;OMG IM SO SCARED!! I AM GOING TO FIND A PINK RIBBON AND WEAR IT ON MY RIGHT SIDE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:31:30 PM)&lt;br /&gt;NO MAYBE I'LL FIND 2 PINK RIBBONS AND WEAR IT ON LEFT AND RIGHT SIDE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:34:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;haha n more ribbon&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:34:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;its the badge now&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:34:02 PM)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼-beaches &amp; bitches ;         HI ALL YOU FREAKS I HAVE FEVER I THINK ITS DENGUE says:￼ (7:34:27 PM)&lt;br /&gt;OKAY DO YOU HAVE A BADGE&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;￼CLARENCE TAN AND AHEMTERITANAHEM! says:￼ (7:34:49 PM)&lt;br /&gt;aha no&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE ALL SO SCARY!!! im suddnely having a really bad headache now. the back of my head feeels very...thick. sigh and when i shake my head it hurts, its like i have no neck. so shit okay i am going to see a doctor but i dont want medicine cause it is very painful to swallow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112765014994417733?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112765014994417733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112765014994417733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112765014994417733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112765014994417733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/dengue-is-virus-that-i-just-want-to.html' title='DENGUE IS THE VIRUS, THAT I JUST WANT TO MINUS!'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112755082193293710</id><published>2005-09-23T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T04:44:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, lover.</title><content type='html'>i already seem to be revelling in the many things i wish to do after these tense, uncomfortable examination periods. i've made yet another list =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. revel in the nothingness of doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;#2. engage in heart-to-heart talks with friends that have been longlost. &lt;br /&gt;#3. put our movie marathon trysts at hotels in to action!&lt;br /&gt;#4. manymanymany shopping trips=)&lt;br /&gt;#5. tennis friends.&lt;br /&gt;#6. trainings and more trainings to catch up on the lost training schedules.&lt;br /&gt;#7. prepare for spex tourn! JENSEN.&lt;br /&gt;#8. have our usual morning breakfast sessions and talks about the manymany things =)&lt;br /&gt;#9. think about things. eg. malaysian tennis trip. to go or what?&lt;br /&gt;#10. worrying about next years classes! URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sciencemathchineseenglishgeographyhistoryliterature. so much to do, so little time! had i known, i would have never grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last weekend before exams so i hope i'll wake up and freak out and my study will go into full-drive! just one more weeek...just one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j'aurais&lt;br /&gt;          voulu ne pas mourir&lt;br /&gt;    j'aurais voulu&lt;br /&gt;                       ne jamais grandir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your world is yours.&lt;br /&gt;not mine, Quidam.&lt;br /&gt;your dreams are yours.&lt;br /&gt;            you may have touched the stars,&lt;br /&gt;but they werent moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you reached for me,&lt;br /&gt;yet i may not choose to hold your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might smile.&lt;br /&gt;or i may turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an ordinary man, quidam.&lt;br /&gt;i'm everyman.&lt;br /&gt;im anyman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112755082193293710?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112755082193293710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112755082193293710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112755082193293710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112755082193293710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-lover.html' title='oh, lover.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112749016039284235</id><published>2005-09-23T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:42:40.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we know how to have fun =)</title><content type='html'>SORRY. THE FOLLOWING POST IS EXTREMELY BIMBOTIC/STUPID/WEIRD AND WHO KNOWS WHAT ELSE! please read on if you DO NOT have a weak heart! im feeeling very high now :D willy wonka!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started at pastamania. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene (myshoppingqueen&lt;3s) and heemhian took ages to arrive. Me, Bernice and Jess who were already there, were getting EXTREMELY impatient and hungry. time seemed to pass into slow-mo while we waiting. HMM. finally heemhian arrived,followed shortly by char after a million and one desperate phonecalls. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone looked so pretty! Denim and jeans were the essentials of the night! Jess came over to my place before that and we did stupid girly girl things ( which one usually does not do), flipped my entire wardrobe upside down, and put makeup on jess! In the end, jess looked so nice =) she wore a fitting racerback that came in a nice shade of green and distressed jeans. they were really nice. Adding on gloss and  kitten heels, jess looked so different! but pretty, nervertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice had on the FUNKIEST shoes ever, with matched with a cool clutch while Heemhian came in a nice yellow halter and sleek handbag! HAHA oooh charlene was the only one who wore long sleeved, but she pulled it off with the very elegant, very clean off-shoulder cut. and everyone wore heels =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the five of us, sitting around a table surrounded by the most comfortable settings, fully absorbed in the many different types of pasta. mad fits of giggling over who-know-whats, spilling cups after cups of water ( CHARLENE!), and passing food we could not finish to our dear HEEMHIAN (finished them for us!) were the highlights of our extremely amusing dinner. of course, it included us intentionally watching the HIGHNESS, our charlene eat like a royalty of some sort. seriously, charlene eats and acts so lady-like, we wonder if she was once babysitted by french nannies who wore crisp aprons and dark uniforms with lace. HAHA no offence charlene, it was really THIS amusing =) LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, walked towards circus tents (that were in the happiest candy-like shades of yellow and blue) as if in some drunken stupor. the giggling fits had obviously NOT subsided. in the end, we had to resort to taking manymanymany photos to lower the euphoric levels. i wish we could do this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and the quidam tents, WOW they were so interesting. it was as if we walked into some funfair of some sort. Racks after racks of cirque du soilel collectibles lined the fabulous tents, they came in the forms of pens, shirts, umbrellas and DVDs. the prettiest of them all were the MASKS. really, they came in the most brilliant of golds, silvers, greens and all the colours one could think of. Feathers and glitters( of many other pretty hues) was tastefully attached to the masks. every one of them were truly fantastic works of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking around, all of us were unable to curb the temptation to reach out and try on the masks. we took so many pictures! and then we entered the biggest of the tents. the REAL show had begun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quidam was so good. so good, that i have no words worthy of describing the entire circus act. it must be seen in the skin to fully understand what it is all about. the theme itself, is barely comprehensible and decipherable. it revolves around a girl neglected by her parents, and the headless blue umbrella man( i think...). the costumes and the leotards, wow, they were so fabulous and so was the GORGEOUS troupe (they were so mascular it was as if they were all sculptures!)=)  the show itself progressed fluidly, making the different acts all seem as one. the MUSIC was the bestest bestest bestest and i really love it. really, its that good. i shall try to upload it here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had the most challenging of stunts that seemed virtually impossible, yet they flawlessly executed everything with no hint of difficulty or whatsoever. the stunts, they were grace and power entwined together, blending in mystery and tension, original acts and the occasional humour injected in, the end product was a perfect concoction. of course, it was an enthusaistic crowd and the most sporting of spectators that finally made it all work. it was seriouly, super fantastic. at the end, jess bernice heemhian charlene and i didnt want to go home! butbutbutbut there are more plans to come.... so, till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; that night, everything seemed so perfect, yet time passes so much faster when we have it all. if only it would go on forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112749016039284235?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112749016039284235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112749016039284235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112749016039284235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112749016039284235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-know-how-to-have-fun.html' title='we know how to have fun =)'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112729148477915215</id><published>2005-09-21T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T06:18:50.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well you need a blue sky holiday.</title><content type='html'>Felt annoyingly lazy today. school has become mundanely boring on days without PE. rugby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is QUIDAM. =) you have no idea how excited i have become. time seems to past faster this way. stupid charlene, sarah and so many people ponned school today! HAH you naughty girls! bring a camera tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays like today were spent in the com lab. rap-hip periods serve to do nothing but our interesting occcurences at computer labs and canteens. going through revolting ahlian and beng profiles in friendster was certainly amusing hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WATCHED ABIT OF RUSSEL PETERS! hahaha its freaking funny lah omg haha his accents are damned hilarious. almost died laughing today. HAHA. they somehow remind me of drooly's indonesian-maid accents during music periods! together with the beautiful songs we sing, it makes everything so enjoyable. i wish we could do this forever =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a holiday. really. theres no point focusing on things which i cant. today, i had the giggle-phenomenon AGAIN. stoning sessions every 5mins or even after ever question. its all so unacceptable when exams are just... THERE. theres always the mad rushing just days before the exams, and the inevitable regret just days after. its all so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I just wish preparation started earlier. &lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i wish there were mid-years again. &lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i miss the slow-paced sec1 lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, we all have so many, so many regrets. &lt;br /&gt;itsbecauseweallosthope.&lt;br /&gt;hope.&lt;br /&gt;imsofreakintired.suddenly the world is spinning so quickly. it makes me dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today during recess we were talking about streaming and weizhen was talking all about the classes and all. I AM FREAKED OUT. seriously i dont wish to go 3**. yet sec 3 classes last up to the end of sec 4. i certainly and desperately want to go to a class which i like, full of funny idiots and all. its a chance to rekindle those lost friendships and bond with the new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems so impossible. I'm so far gone now I've been running on empty ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112729148477915215?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112729148477915215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112729148477915215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112729148477915215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112729148477915215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-you-need-blue-sky-holiday.html' title='well you need a blue sky holiday.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112722698466877075</id><published>2005-09-20T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:36:24.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>red-handed.</title><content type='html'>in some parts of our lives, we meet someone we indefinitely cant stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i met YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt meet through one of those unexplainable, unpredictable, coincidences. we met, cause of YOUR desperation. your cry for attention. i swear, its a curse. for me, not for you. there was never really a bond. i detested you right from the start. there were reasons among reasons. something about you screams " DISLIKE". its a powerful emotion. i dislike you. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there were many other things that started to sprout from our decaying relationship. we went on with our lives, the normal way. there was the constant nagging and praying that we would not bump into each other, ever, however impossible that seemed. of course it was far from that. there were certain bonds between that pulls us together. they were again, reasons among reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the irritation that stemed from you evolved into pure dislike.sometimesi wonder why you even bother to exist. theres that HUMONGOUS ego of yours ( which shouldnt even exist due to your FUGLIEST and most GROTESQUELY deformed face). you think youre SO HOT but NOT. you think youre such a hit among the GUYS and the GIRLS. actually, its the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why you even exist. you can call me a dumbassBITCH. but just to let you know, youre the real DUMBASSBITCH. there might be a thin line between accusatory, and defending yourself. but theres STILL the thin line. there still is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your cries for attentions are getting louder. your acts of desperation are getting more exxagerated. your skin is getting thicker. &lt;br /&gt;my attention is waning. my patience is thinning. the dislike is certainly spiralling. the disgust is bloody deepening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres no need for lies. theres no need for masks, cause under your skin, youre already a FAKE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112722698466877075?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112722698466877075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112722698466877075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112722698466877075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112722698466877075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/red-handed.html' title='red-handed.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112720754950165264</id><published>2005-09-20T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T02:12:29.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freaks go on a LOSING streak.</title><content type='html'>HELLO. the following is a conversation between me and a STALKER. they are dangerous people we should all avoid!! the conversation is quite long... so yes. but of course it is strictly EDUCATIONAL AND BENEFICIAL for all you sweetie anti-stalker people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAVE A WEAK HEART REFRAIN FROM VIEWING THE FOLLOWING..&lt;br /&gt;i am the beaches and bitches &lt;br /&gt;while the stalker is X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:44:35 PM)&lt;br /&gt;hi stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:44:40 PM)&lt;br /&gt;you're so freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:44:41 PM)&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt stalking you lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i was going to the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says: (4:45:37 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WFV LAH, YOU WERE AT THE JELITA BUSSTOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:45:37 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN AT THE MT SINAI ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:45:43 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU BLOODY SAT THERE FOR SO LONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of where to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:45:51 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN WE WERE WALKING OFF YOU STARTED FOLLOWING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:45:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;you're a freaking stalker mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:45:59 PM)&lt;br /&gt;man*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;aiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says: (4:45:37 PM)&lt;br /&gt;wdv at least go the other direction AWAY from us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;whatever ￼￼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:47:04 PM)&lt;br /&gt;yeah whatever. so gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:47:09 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and you freaking go out alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;huh me no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:47:30 PM)&lt;br /&gt;so freaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:47:31 PM)&lt;br /&gt;freaaaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i was with my friends earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;and i really wasnt stalking you lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;who wants to stalk you man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:48:11 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I BET YOU WERE I BET YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL ME AND BEATRICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:48:20 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YOU!! PEOPLE LIKE YOU WANT TO STALK ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:48:29 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW WTF ARE YOU THINKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:48:40 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE ALWAYS SAYING STUFF LIKE I WANT TO CARVE YOUR NAME HERE AND THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt stalking you lahH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:48:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;AND I HEARD THAT YOU CARVE PEOPLES NAMES ON YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:48:54 PM)&lt;br /&gt;THATS LIKE HOW FREAK LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:49:05 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW WHAT YOU WERE DOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:49:13 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I BET YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL ME AND BEATRICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;￼￼... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:49:33 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I BET YOU WEE TRYING TO KILL DAMNED ALOT OF PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:49:46 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I BET YOURE LIKE SOME FREAK TERRORIST FROM AFGHANISTAN OR STH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:49:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;OMOGMOGMG YOU STALKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:50:41 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YEAH WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:50:46 PM)&lt;br /&gt;BETTER SAY AWAY FROM ME FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:50:50 PM)&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:50:54 PM)&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANNA DIE YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt even carrying any weapons lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:51:16 PM)&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER I BET YOURE GONNA STAB US &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;and who the hell would want to kill anyone out on the main road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:51:24 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW HOW STALKERS KILL PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:51:26 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:51:31 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YOU CARVE NAMES ON YOUR ARMSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:51:35 PM)&lt;br /&gt;ND YOU STALK PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:51:43 PM)&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD I KNOW WHAT ELSE YOUR GONNA DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;i will go kill your ruixiang first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;cry man,CRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:26 PM)&lt;br /&gt;yeah see. your mentally unstable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:32 PM)&lt;br /&gt;you're some shitass pervert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:39 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i bet you tried to kill HUANG NA too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:40 PM)&lt;br /&gt;EWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:41 PM)&lt;br /&gt;stalekr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:42 PM)&lt;br /&gt;stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:44 PM)&lt;br /&gt;freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:52:53 PM)&lt;br /&gt;i bet youre too despo thats why you do such freaky things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:54:45 PM)&lt;br /&gt;LIKE I'LL EVER NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:55:00 PM)&lt;br /&gt;KNOW* we almost got a seizure when we saw you after getting off the bus lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;￼￼... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;whatever you say lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-beaches &amp; bitches ;       on nights like this, we sang to the angels. says:￼ (4:56:09 PM)&lt;br /&gt;YEAH STALKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFREEEAAKKS. there are so many freaks across our sunny island.OMG. will everybody please get me away from those think-theyre-hot-but-NOTTT despo freaks like the above???? I ALMOST DIED TODAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112720754950165264?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112720754950165264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112720754950165264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112720754950165264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112720754950165264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/freaks-go-on-losing-streak_20.html' title='freaks go on a LOSING streak.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112713771344008365</id><published>2005-09-19T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T06:48:33.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to bedlam.</title><content type='html'>the exams, they took away all the resplendid of the upcoming days. we can only soak in the listless atmosphere for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL FURTHER NOTICE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, there are other pleasures we can indulge in. mmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/1600/GEMINI-MDRED-LF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/320/GEMINI-MDRED-LF.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses are red, violets are blue, these shoes are so pretty, they're meant for YOU!&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/1600/G1137-GLDMT-LF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/320/G1137-GLDMT-LF1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumyum &lt;br /&gt;-beams-&lt;br /&gt; these super-fantastic shoes they only serve Marciano justice! pretty shoes that come in pretty shades of golds and reds. arent they beautiful, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- all pictures from Guess?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112713771344008365?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112713771344008365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112713771344008365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112713771344008365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112713771344008365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-to-bedlam.html' title='back to bedlam.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112705175187057283</id><published>2005-09-18T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T06:55:51.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the love affair with ribbons.</title><content type='html'>leaning against the window, radio in the background playing good music, and the streetlights flash past as the car moves. taking in the familiar view of everything, knowing this is really home. it all leaves me unsually upbeat. shreds of easy conversation with daddy, it is all very comfortable. Soothing, to also know that i have people who care for me =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversations with parents always leave me more matured and enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twirling my new RIBBONS ( they come in pretty hues of blues, greens, blacks, and golds!) around my fingers, the topic gradually steers towards college. i suddenly know what i want. its a beautiful feeling to finally understand. iamsatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ribbonsribbonsribbonsribbonsribbonsribbons.iloveribbons YAY!**jo is buying ALL of them for me after exams hhahahaha LOVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112705175187057283?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112705175187057283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112705175187057283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112705175187057283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112705175187057283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/love-affair-with-ribbons.html' title='the love affair with ribbons.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112703221294361651</id><published>2005-09-18T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T01:30:12.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my SUPERWOMAN.</title><content type='html'>SEE??? im back. SIGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at fosters with my funky aunt! funfunfun. haha she's the coolest aunt EVER,&lt;br /&gt;-beams- &lt;br /&gt;she's 30 and single, and t h r i v i n g. she is my idol! and i want to be HER when i grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today she had the retro-est look hahaha her simple white shirt, with miss sixty jeans that complimented her studded white belt, paired with a bright orange Prada bag( it screams " LOOK AT ME") and supreme silver Tod's pumps. well what can i say, she made the outfit work! meet SUPER-AUNT! she's always THIS( capital letters x 100000000000) hilarious and funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before leaving the house, she insisted on going for dengue hunt. HAHA so we ran around and hid behind bushes to "ambush" mosquitos. LOL and her hair got stuck in some thorny bush and i couldn't stop laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we cabbed to Fosters, and it was as usual, all very vintage. and the steak house had this rustic appeal, which made it very english. its one of those places where everything is made of oak and nice dark wood, with dim lighting and red candles which effectively captures the melancholy atmosphere. Of course the entire room was still quite dark, but dark in a nice way. and oooh, they had the funkiest menu! HAHA really! its designed on good quality paper, but purposely made to look stained and forlorn. Its a NEWSPAPER menu. hahaha and the headlines were. The FOSTERS Times- the best in the world! and they had jokes and history of the steak house itself. wacky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse later on, we ordered steak. it was all quite yummy but my steak was tough to chew cause i had it well-done. stupid. but the lovely dining atmosphere almost made up for it. yum! then we talked alot, about everything. all aunts are always so understanding and easy to talk to. they can anytime match up to Superdad and Supermum! i told her all about my circus and she said she would invest in it! YAY. then she asked me if anyone in my school was revolting, so we started talking about AHEM and her love affair with branded goods. and my aunt was really quite grossed out hahahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum and dad join us. and my brothers weren't there cause one of them had tennis training while the other had swimming trainings. so i just leaned back and listened to the strips of casual, adult conversation, occasionally catching snippets of it here and there. finally, the conversation steered to vacations ( it always does)  and my aunt said that if i did reasonably well, we would go on an all expense paid trip to NEWYORK and it would be a lady's trip ( whatever that means). HAHA and i got so excited cause emelyn said we could see GAYS kissing on the streets and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,my aunt had to leave early cause she had to go home and prepare for her fancy tea-party function in Fulllerton, so funky! but she was all "oh, i dont want to go!" so the super cool lady called her friend who IMMEDIATELY got her VIP seats in cirque du soilel tonight so she's ditching the high-class function for a circus. hands down, Aunt is super poised, super HOT! loveesss =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got to go study now if i even want to get to my desired stream-of-choice.&lt;br /&gt;bye and hopefully i dont come back to blog later! OH AND I FOUND MY PHONE. IT WAS IN MY JACKET. phew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112703221294361651?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112703221294361651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112703221294361651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112703221294361651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112703221294361651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/youre-my-superwoman.html' title='you&apos;re my SUPERWOMAN.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112701981440405214</id><published>2005-09-17T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T22:03:34.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy fringe: I caught fire in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>HEY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think there is something wrong with me. I think I am demented. Scrolling through my blog, i realized i blog at least once a day, if not twice. OMG this is seriously abnormal behaviour. i am talking too much to myself and my thoughts. i wonder if this is normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauyokemun is currently hoping that this UNUSUALLY horrifying discovery only occurs during examination and stressful periods. i am keeping my fingers AND TOES crossed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, i just have too much too say. OKAY that sounds alot better. and less schizophrenic freak-like. oh, and did i mention i lost my phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS. its just 14 days away. yet, the worksheets, the textbooks, and even the SIMPLIFIED NOTES, dont seem to be arousing my interest. in fact they shouldn't be arousing, they should be GRABBING my attention. sometimes, temptations are so overwhelming. especially when they are everywhere. yet, HUMANS (like you and me) are unable to control desires. its so difficult, you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its as if im not human too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night after dinner, we went for a short walk around Suntec. apparently in my terms, short walk = ABIT of shopping. its a cardinal sin, i swear. sinful yet equally desirable. you know those time when you give in to those little bits of temptation. and theres this "angel" and "devil" in your head, one seems to be pulling you back, the other is conjuring up more tempting desires. its as if it was saying " just a little bit wont hurt,". well i always listen to the devillish one. sorry i know i suck. but at that point of time where we have to choose, it always seems alot easier to just make-do with the sinful choice. the lust, it always ALMOST overwhelms the good. its THIS hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you must be thinking, what the f*** am i doing here blogging, i mean like hello?? exams are 13 days away you freak. cause thats another example when i give myself up to lust. which means i give myself away at least once every day. i bet you im coming back here to blog later. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its no longer what it was. its as if im half the man i used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112701981440405214?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112701981440405214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112701981440405214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112701981440405214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112701981440405214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/lunacy-fringe-i-caught-fire-in-your.html' title='Lunacy fringe: I caught fire in your eyes.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112696543713029707</id><published>2005-09-17T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T06:57:17.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>his name is *****.</title><content type='html'>2nd post of today=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spirits always seem to lift on saturday mornings. it is the in-between moments of my friday nights out after TLL and my sunday wholesome outings with friends ( and once in a bluemoon, FAMILY). but i am aghast at the thought that i only revised 8 chapters of science and geog and history today ( which is not alot cause its science+geog+history= 8 chapts) however, the day poured forth happy and eventful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked alot like a couch potato. watched charlie and the chocolate factory, moulin rouge (AGAIN) and started on niptuck season 1. i like to think that my soul leaves my body every once in a while, which leaves me unable to think and remember that exams are just *W&amp;&amp;^#&amp;*$^#*&amp;*%$ 14 days away. i actually spent time on DVDS. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;revised stuff. i actually DECLINED ( capital letters x 100000) to go to goodwood for lunch with shen+ her APPARENTLY gorgeous model boyfriend and lynn. i havent met him before and i havent been there in a gazillion years and counting. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours of maths tuition. i felt happier. but for unknown reasons, i started giggling non-stop in the middle of my 5 min stoning sessions that occur just about after every sum. everybody looked at me like, HUH? and i laughed some more. Miss Chee was like " ummm... are you okay? do you want a break? do you need water???" she thought i was having &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) a relaspe&lt;br /&gt;b) asthma attack (SEVERE)&lt;br /&gt;c) spasms&lt;br /&gt;d) stressed induce brain damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH it was neither. i cldnt stop thinking about **** *** and her oily face. and my dream about ang. i swear its a omen. ooooh and i found out his name. ITS *****. HAHAHAHEHEHEHOHOHOHHAHAHA i am the happiest person alive. the euphoria is literally BURSTING out of my lungs and my heart and flowing through EVERY VEIN, and brain. ( it rhymes!). HAHEHO. i feel so alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from dinner at Tony Romas. they were mostly all there - lynn, shen, lucas, Hans, fanglin, rae and nicholas! &lt;3 all of you. and yes nick just came back from paris! HE BOUGHT US BOTTLES OF VINTAGE RED WINE. yumyum he said its healthy! suddenly i miss pat so much, she wasnt at our usual friday gatherings, neither todays. YOU ARE SO FAR AWAY. YOU ARE AT HK. haha and pat's appearing on billboards and mags in HK! so funky! i wish we had aladdin's flying carpet, it would bring us all around the world and back within an hour =) we would go everywhere, and we would visit you. and i would sign on a billboard with your face on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BY THE WAY. i lost my phone grr. and its on silent mode all the time so its impossible to find it now i have to spend extra money on it. but im considering not having a phone too. i mean, everybody has one now, its so cliche and common. ok maybe its a mad idea. i'll just have to see how long i can last without one. YAY DADDY SAYS I CAN BUY A IPOD NANO IF I WANT!! so pretty, so funky, so REVOLUTIONARY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112696543713029707?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112696543713029707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112696543713029707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112696543713029707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112696543713029707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/his-name-is.html' title='his name is *****.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112693638521098859</id><published>2005-09-16T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:53:05.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you excite me.</title><content type='html'>ORAL! it was so bad, so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nervousness didnt engulf at first, but for UNKNOWN reasons, i kept giggling to myself and cldnt stop. and i kept spitting at canham when i tried to talk. i kept thinking of hokkien mee. Anyway i read the five people you meet in heaven! SO NICE. and sad... i was reading it while waiting for oral to start. and i was trying to concentrate on the book but weizhen jess elissa and dunno who else kept making funny comments and i cldnt concentrate hahahahahha. apparently someone ( i forgot who) said **** ***'s face is so oily that if she goes to hell her face will burn for eternity. HAHAHA her face provides a never-ending supply of oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; later on TLL was veryveryvery fun. HAHA miss chang said i was a she-male and Garrett is actually quite funny hahahaha he takes off his shoes during lessons and his feet has BODY ODOUR! LOL and i am supposed to write her an essay on why i think the headless horseman is actually the one who killed the maid and left her head at orchard. MY DAD THINKS ITS HILARIOUS. not funny. anyway, i always thought the headless horseman was so cool!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he actually rides a h o r s e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahaha and last week i wrote 'THERES A SHITASS MADMAN MURDERER IN SINGAPORE" on the class whiteboard with PERMANANT marker to warn everybody about the headless horseman. but it vanished yesterday =( AND MISS CHANG THINKS IM THE MURDERER. she doesnt believe i can get lost at HOLLAND road past 12 and think i am in HOLLAND due to my fatigue. so suck but so funnnyy haha i cant wait for next week. mark left our class! i thought he was quite nice. and theres some new acsi boy who joined our class. quite funny ahaha hmm our class is getting funnier! OHOH and we are going to have a tug of war competition with miss chang's earlier class. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never knew ACSI was taking in girls. thats like how gross, i cant imagine a whole bunch of despo-freaks-fugly-eager-bimbotic sec 1s enrolling. EWW. i bet they drool and fart and grunt alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runescape! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112693638521098859?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112693638521098859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112693638521098859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112693638521098859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112693638521098859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-excite-me.html' title='you excite me.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112679662730075568</id><published>2005-09-15T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:03:47.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, you try too hard. &lt;br /&gt;and you dont even know why you're doing that.&lt;br /&gt;but i could tell you cause i know, &lt;br /&gt;it was out of J E A L O U S Y.&lt;br /&gt;you get so disgusting,&lt;br /&gt;the attention-grabbing antics are getting routine.&lt;br /&gt;its time to stop,&lt;br /&gt;and you know it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get enlightened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112679662730075568?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112679662730075568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112679662730075568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112679662730075568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112679662730075568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/sometimes-you-try-too-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112679624954927755</id><published>2005-09-15T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T07:57:29.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're another one of those pale irretrievables.</title><content type='html'>RUGBY=) its so flawed that it almost becomes perfect. our violently exciting game, ( major emphasis on VIOLENTLY) was extremely entertaining. Besides wild screaming, quite a number put up a incredible show of determination and good sportsmanship during the matches. I AM PROUD OF THEM =))) yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was weizhen's birthday today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUU! some got her presents and i havent managed to get her one yet so she had a nice yummy chocolate cake with weird tasting icings frlom swissbake! yumyum. it smelled nice but tasted even nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership course today =) it ended early and was quite fun! WE HAD FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling extremely lethargic and disgusted with myself. It is frustrating to know that when you put your heart to do something, you still cant do it. it makes me feel unaccomplished and stupid. Distractions and temptations, i cant seem to conquer and overcome. it makes me feel even more disgusted with myself. i cant even get a grip over my desires. i dont even deserve to pass streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO STUDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112679624954927755?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112679624954927755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112679624954927755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112679624954927755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112679624954927755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/youre-another-one-of-those-pale.html' title='you&apos;re another one of those pale irretrievables.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112670733561585431</id><published>2005-09-14T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:15:35.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwater Swing</title><content type='html'>I am on a swing underwater.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fall, but I can't swing either.&lt;br /&gt;[In this poem, you have to&lt;br /&gt;Pronounce it as "eye-ther"]&lt;br /&gt;I can see no fish&lt;br /&gt;I can't see the bottom&lt;br /&gt;I can't push myself to swing&lt;br /&gt;But I like sitting here regardless.&lt;br /&gt;The swing is wooden and&lt;br /&gt;the handles are rope.&lt;br /&gt;They've been here so long that&lt;br /&gt;Seaweed is growing on them.&lt;br /&gt;I like sitting here, on this&lt;br /&gt;Underwater Swing,&lt;br /&gt;Even if I can't move it.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a nice way to die,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;To drown on an&lt;br /&gt;Underwater Swing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marrrhh-vehh-lous. simply super fantastic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112670733561585431?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112670733561585431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112670733561585431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112670733561585431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112670733561585431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/underwater-swing.html' title='Underwater Swing'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112670439855932200</id><published>2005-09-14T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T06:26:38.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the temptations, they overwhelm</title><content type='html'>TODAY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard after school with AHHH-del, Farhana, and Zhang! we went to Tangs and we spent about (#&amp;$(*#&amp;(*&amp;$ years there at the M.A.C counter. I think all of us went mad, Adele, Zhang and Farhana, they kept playing with lipsticks and gloss. I WAS BORED, but adele started smearing weird gooey/shiny/glittery rather nice gloss on my hand, and soon enough, i was lured into smearing them all over my hand hand. But not that i had the intention to buy any, there were so many fantastic colours, the temptation was overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH then Adele and Zhang were playing with the Lip-Glasses, Lip-Glee and Lip-idunnowhatelse, but just not the LIPSTICKS. Anyway, i smeared practically all the colours ( that i could see, AHEM) all over my hand.Obviously, the women was quite pissed, cause i was wasting everything. my hand was obviously tarred with an myriad of so many, so many colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH-del ended up buying this double sided lipstick that was really quite nice in a gorgeous shade of bronze =) and due to the women's wasted-so-much-yet-not-buying face and AHHH-del's constant instigation, i gave in and bought transparent gloss that came in a shade of limegreen/yellow. colourblindness took away my ability to spot such simple, obtuse colours. Either way, it was a happy shade that took away some of the unease that gnawed in me. EXAMS. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought yummy bread at BreadTalk. somehow, it felt different today. Sticking to my ham-and-cheese, sausage, or pork-floss bun was a usual thing i would do. Well, today i had a nice long custard confection called SMART ALEC, and half a tuna bun with Farhana. Signs of split-personality? Sometimes, i start to ponder over the thought of being a schizophrenic. It may not be as bad as it seems. No, it may not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112670439855932200?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112670439855932200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112670439855932200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112670439855932200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112670439855932200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/temptations-they-overwhelm.html' title='the temptations, they overwhelm'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112659404595606244</id><published>2005-09-12T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T23:47:25.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's cool and she's cruel.</title><content type='html'>HEYHEY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE after weeks of evading it seems so fulfilling and  pleasant. rugby is such a humourous game! Games like these never fail to illicit some sort of extreme enthusiasm in everyone and somehow, a sense of ease in me. They always remind me of days when we just live for the sake of living. it was as if i could do it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soothing just-before-the-rain weather, familiar faces running all around you, lots of laughter. The sky is threatening to pour, but no one around has the going-to-rain-lets-get-the-hell-out-of-here-before-we-get-struck-down-by-lightning attitude. they are all whatthehecks and whocares. PE always conjures up some form of determination and grit in us that we didn't even knew existed before. everyone suddenly seems so... ...strong. I wish it was this way, everyday. i want to accomplish so much, so much more. oh, how i wish i was superman. if only i was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112659404595606244?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112659404595606244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112659404595606244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112659404595606244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112659404595606244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/shes-cool-and-shes-cruel.html' title='she&apos;s cool and she&apos;s cruel.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112653529634882898</id><published>2005-09-12T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T07:28:16.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARRHH-VEH-LOUS, marvellous!</title><content type='html'>HEYHEY=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you doods, go check out this cool new layout! HAH credits to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHANG!!!!! *screeeaaaams and applauds* &lt;br /&gt;go checkout her blog itself, the layout is so super fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- www.iloveyouu.diary-x.com&lt;br /&gt;ooops i dunno how to hyperlink here. JUST COPY AND PASTE LAH YOU LAZY BUMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway zhang is such a html genius =) lol anyway the picture is cool huh! got it off some website but the link is not on this com, if youre looking for pictures similar to this one, feel free to ask for the link! i'll send it over somehow, HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;anyway i just wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADELE. ( sorry i dunno how to make the words bigger and add the colour)&lt;br /&gt; you are 14! and there are 364 more days to your next birthday! spectacular spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studystudystudy SCIENCE=) anyway mooncakes are SO yummy. yumyumyum. i forgot what i wanted to say, im so tired. mmm. NIGHTS you sweetie pies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SISTER. SO SISTER. FLOW SISTER. SOUL SISTER. moulin rouge is the TRUE vintage shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112653529634882898?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112653529634882898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112653529634882898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112653529634882898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112653529634882898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/marrhh-veh-lous-marvellous.html' title='MARRHH-VEH-LOUS, marvellous!'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112648862129789913</id><published>2005-09-11T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:30:21.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all i sought was happiness.</title><content type='html'>HELLO =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comp lab lessons now. HAHA actually no, its english lesson with Canham in the lab, hahahaah lol. i wonder when the rome essays results come up! I REALLY HOPE TO  GET CHOSEN. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am starting  to miss roseonline! they're remaking the entire thing. CANT WAIT. and the characters are so adorable and the graphics are niceee. BOOOOO im taking so long to level up in maplestory i am getting sick of it. but its still rather amusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT BACK TO PLAYING RUNESCAPE AFTER #*&amp;$(*#^(*%^(*# YEARS. its so fuunfunfunfun!!! hahahaha im mining coals and they are worth 200gp each now! I'VE GOT 200 COALS that means i have 40k now! i am so happy cause im saving up for the newer versions of the rune armour and it costs abt 200k for one piece! i want to be able to mine rune! YUM. i want to be a mage in maple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112648862129789913?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112648862129789913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112648862129789913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112648862129789913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112648862129789913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-i-sought-was-happiness.html' title='all i sought was happiness.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112645022402620220</id><published>2005-09-11T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T07:50:24.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the hippiest of cats!</title><content type='html'>hello=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sunday and as predicted holidays passed SOSO quickly. HAHA. i've been listening to mew all day. it is veryveryvery cool. very differnt from the usual music available nowadays. very different from all the shitass hip hop rap we hear. its all such bad taste. AND THE LYRICS ARE JUST SO... lyrical? means good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel alright &lt;br /&gt;in spite of these comforting sounds &lt;br /&gt;you make&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel alright &lt;br /&gt;because you make promises&lt;br /&gt;that you break&lt;br /&gt;Into your house&lt;br /&gt;why don’t we share our solitude? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing is pure anymore but solitude&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to make sense&lt;br /&gt;feels as if I’m sensing you &lt;br /&gt;through a lens&lt;br /&gt;If someone else comes&lt;br /&gt;I’ll just sit here listening to the drums&lt;br /&gt;Previously I never called it solitude&lt;br /&gt;And probably you know &lt;br /&gt;all the dirty shows I’ve put on&lt;br /&gt;Blunted and exhausted like anyone&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I tried to avoid it&lt;br /&gt;Honestly&lt;br /&gt;Back when we were kids, we would always know when to stop&lt;br /&gt;And now all the good kids are &lt;br /&gt;messing up&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has gained or &lt;br /&gt;accomplished anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comforting sounds=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the musical analysis is so cool! hahaha im gonna do Moulin Rouge. i've watched the movie over and over. very touching. very classy. very nice. and very very vintage! the costumes are all so pretty and the songs are so mod! LOVES. Zhang is so sweet! i hope we get to the same class next year =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112645022402620220?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112645022402620220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112645022402620220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112645022402620220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112645022402620220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/youre-hippiest-of-cats.html' title='you&apos;re the hippiest of cats!'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112641721960578135</id><published>2005-09-10T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:40:19.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The french are willing to die for love.</title><content type='html'>there are so many articles about cirque du soilel in Life! and in magazines and in all the papers, i am so very excited about the entire thing!! spectacular, spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were 3 wells (love, beauty &amp; creativity) &lt;br /&gt;and you could only drink from one, which would &lt;br /&gt;it be? &lt;br /&gt;umm, love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What u do when u're happy?&lt;br /&gt;BLOG! and be extra nice to everyone around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which finger is your favourite?&lt;br /&gt;my pinkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have u received flowers from any1?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who would u tell yr problems 2?&lt;br /&gt;myself=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What food u like?&lt;br /&gt;nice chinese cuisine. sandwiches( subway thingys) and sometimes jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.R u attached now?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you jealous of?&lt;br /&gt;people who have it all and take it all for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What kind of person do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA funny fun and UN-boring ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you put in your sandwiches?&lt;br /&gt;tuna! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you were another person, would you be &lt;br /&gt;friends with you?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha hopefully?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you a daredevil?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;TAKA MOONCAKE CONVENTION! YUMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you drink beer?&lt;br /&gt;its damned stink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who's yr best fren?&lt;br /&gt;many many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do looks matter to you?&lt;br /&gt;there are times when i start obsessing about hair and pimples. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What colour suits your personality?&lt;br /&gt;lime green!! AND ALL THE GREEENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you pray?&lt;br /&gt;nope =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you trendy?&lt;br /&gt;errr maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you do to prevent anger?&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who's your idol?&lt;br /&gt;OLIVIA LUM, THE CEO OF HYFLUX! so proooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is your second family?&lt;br /&gt;mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you trust others easily?&lt;br /&gt;i pretend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who u love the most?&lt;br /&gt;myself! hahah those who play a part in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When was the last time some1 proposed 2 u?&lt;br /&gt;errr NONE hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. When was the last time u were in love?&lt;br /&gt;kindergarden! and my little matthew friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The last time you were happy?&lt;br /&gt;AT THIS MOMENT =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever fallen asleep in class?&lt;br /&gt;haha no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a celebrity family member/relative?&lt;br /&gt;umm. Jay the weirdo cousin is a model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;streaming! SIGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Friendship or relationship?&lt;br /&gt;friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who do you love to crap with?&lt;br /&gt;many many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who is the one who always brighten up your &lt;br /&gt;day?&lt;br /&gt;many many! and my venezia ice cream =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who always comfort you or give you advices?&lt;br /&gt;the tennis SENIORS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever ride an horse?&lt;br /&gt;YUP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever feel as if you are gonna die?&lt;br /&gt;on days when the flu bout is high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is the cutest guy you've met in your life?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA many many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is the last good deed you've done?&lt;br /&gt;sold red cross tickets?? cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever cried at a public place?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Does everyone know you in yr ex-sch?&lt;br /&gt;er, hopefully?? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever fall from a bicycle?&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;YESYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever missed someone so badly?&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Can you describe a little about your crush/bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA super cute? super nice? I DUNNO CAUSE I DONT EVEN KNOW HIM HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Did you ever kiss a person of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Did you hug anyone before?&lt;br /&gt;hugs of consolation and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When is your happiest birthday?&lt;br /&gt;10th =) double digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. do you ever like a person until wanna die for&lt;br /&gt;him?&lt;br /&gt;NOWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever stripped someone naked in &lt;br /&gt;public?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha ABIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever taken a pic of yourself naked?&lt;br /&gt;UGH. im not some crazy self-obsessed cheekopeh from friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever went to a pub?&lt;br /&gt;YUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do your family members call you at &lt;br /&gt;home?&lt;br /&gt;LAUYOKEMUN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do your frens call you?&lt;br /&gt;yoke. YOKEE. bun, bunny yokebun. MUNNY (?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is the last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;Material Girl by Madonna, vintage is the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever wanna commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;im not psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who do you tink is the crappiest person in &lt;br /&gt;your class?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA SO MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who have you slept with other than your family&lt;br /&gt;members?&lt;br /&gt;UMM. sleepovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is the crappiest thing you've done before?&lt;br /&gt;MANYMANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who is the most unforgettable person you met &lt;br /&gt;in your life?&lt;br /&gt;ernest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever confessed your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;NOPENOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Have you ever gotten yourself into trouble?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever lie to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;umm yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What are the happiest memories in your pri &lt;br /&gt;school?&lt;br /&gt;P6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tell us honestly - do you regret having a crush &lt;br /&gt;on someone?&lt;br /&gt;nah its just a crush. no big deal right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you still like your crush?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yesyesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you in love now?&lt;br /&gt;no LOVE, its LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for the quizes my vannesa SEAH. ahem LOVES, may you really marry someone from MAN U!! cheeers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112641721960578135?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112641721960578135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112641721960578135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112641721960578135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112641721960578135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/french-are-willing-to-die-for-love.html' title='The french are willing to die for love.'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112636676606385714</id><published>2005-09-10T07:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:29:52.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vintage is the new sex, and BIG is the new beautiful!</title><content type='html'>these past few days, ive been looking at quite alot of magazines. The september issues of the many fashion magazines seem suggest that mod fashion trends are taking the fashion world by storm. Flipping through the pages, it is noticeable many models are now donning the "mod eyes" of the vintage fashion era. It is the season of facial shimmer, shades of plum, mint-green, gold, browns and grey eyeshadows. Of course, we must not forget the handy dandy EYELINERS =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/1600/Beauty-C-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/320/Beauty-C-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/1600/Candy-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/320/Candy-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                 Mega-watt lengthening or volumising mascara ( used on both upper and lower lashes) worn with the darker pretty shades of lipsticks look super fantastic! And so is the after-effect of the smokey-eye pulled off flawlessly.  yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/1600/Candy-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4288/622/320/Candy-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Faux lashes in pretty colours!! So beautiful, so suave, so mod! retro vintage is SO in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112636676606385714?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112636676606385714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112636676606385714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112636676606385714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112636676606385714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/vintage-is-new-sex-and-big_112636676606385714.html' title='vintage is the new sex, and BIG is the new beautiful!'/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112615933931553898</id><published>2005-09-07T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:02:19.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THURSDAY=) woke up lazy, guess it has to do with the cloudy weather. at least theres no sun. ughhh hate the sun, skin cancer causes YOU to break out in disgusting brown dots that are PERMANENT. thats just plain unsightly. eww eww eww. and do you know any form of darkening from the sun causes these brown dots too? GROSS. wear sunblocks you people =) or when you're 20 you'll be shunned. of course theres still the feasible fake tan. and they look pretty nice too. plus the tan will be a even one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S and theres always the alternative of EDIBLE sunblock in the form of P I L L S. (although anything consumed by the body always has side effects. SIGH) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its down to another day of studying and memorizing. and my mind keeps wandering. suddenly, vintage has become so appealing to me. yumyum. i am going to buy all those black and white vintage movies and go watch em. maybe Breakfast at Tiffanies? hahaha TIFFANY. lol captcrunch!!! vintage vinyl are probably in french but it'll just sound nonsensical. vintage is THE new sex.  splendide mdears , etre chaude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is playing pesta now. and im not. i wonder whats the matches and everything like now. i feel so out of touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh and we got our cirque du soilel tickets. the seating is rather good, the fact that there are 5s makes it hard to find good seats. yummy, cant wait, i'll be so super fantastic! im sure we'll all have an awesome time together =) DE-STRESS FROM THE EXAMS. i am going SHOPPING and i am going to be extravagant and buy stuff regardless of the price. YUMYUM. at least i'll be relaxed even though i'll be broke. new things! yumyum and i'll remember to get goodies for all of you too!! cant wait, lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i guess me and CHARLENE ( ilovemyshoppingQUEEN!) are going to elope to Italy and never come back. we shall build a big vintage house with REAL red bricks ( the shade of fire-engines) and we have nice black-rimmed french windows the way they were in WW2 with white lace curtains and BIG four-poster beds ( WOODEN) and we we will act like italian connoissieurs and drink english tea all day long. HAHA that was a pretty picture =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS.there are times when you just know that you cant do it. and yes there are those silly prep talks like " oh, dont give up when you havent even tried." OH OHOH oh this oh that. to put it short, its just, DONT GIVE UP CAUSE IF YOU TRY HARD ENOUGH IT WILL WORK. but i bet nobody told you that these are just words of ENCOURAGEMENT. they're just there, to EXIST. as simple as that. and when you flip through the textbooks, you realize you have so much more to go. and then you just know that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 the world expects even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT suddenly, we're so lethargic. we know we dont want no more. you know you want to just scream and say: I KNOW I SUCK. AND I WANT OUT OF THIS ENTIRE SHITHOLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you dont know how. you dont know how to escape from this piece of shit island. and we're only 14. maybe we should just tune in to Be My Escape now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112615933931553898?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112615933931553898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112615933931553898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112615933931553898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112615933931553898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/thursday-woke-up-lazy-guess-it-has-to_07.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112609746694368546</id><published>2005-09-07T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T08:36:42.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi me and beatrice both agree streaming gives you depression. blogger sucks cause it wont let me post on my other blog. SIGH. SIGH. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY =)&lt;br /&gt;went to foong's PAVILLION to do proj. however, we only ended up munching on kinder buenos and watching foong go mad and do her chinese dance. and everyone was eating this green sour gum jess bought from the states. it smelt quite nice though =)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i left early cause i HAD to study geog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i've been thinking alot. streaming is scary for the likes of me. those who arent doing very well OR have our "GOOD" and "BAD" subjects (making the avg somewhere between). and my avg happens to be around the not-so-good area, as in not so good compared to the others, making it BAD NEWS. sigh weizhen says physics and chem combination we need at least avg of 65. and im FAR OFF. everyone is being a genius. and im like some dumbass here still typing away and waiting to be slaughtered and sent to single science. if i really get sent there, it'll be the end of me. omg no more this no more that my future is so screwed. OMG i already feel as though im taking A levels. im so worried. i HAVE to do damned bloody well for the 40% part. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even know why i spent time editing this layout and merging the pictures and everything. SIGH i cant even control MYSELF. its so annoying, when u keep procrastinating without wanting and wanting to at the same time. its like you cant control what you want anymore. its so annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112609746694368546?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112609746694368546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112609746694368546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112609746694368546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112609746694368546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi-me-and-beatrice-both-agree.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16456628.post-112608498625917785</id><published>2005-09-07T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T02:23:06.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damned this shit. this is like the millionth time i made a new blog cause blogger insists on preventing my blogs from even POSTING. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy. i came across madamoiselle somewhere, cant really remember but anyway the word is cool sosososo im using it on the blog. omg will everybody please pray that blogger wont hang this blog too? SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16456628-112608498625917785?l=youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/feeds/112608498625917785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16456628&amp;postID=112608498625917785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112608498625917785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16456628/posts/default/112608498625917785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youre-my-diamond.blogspot.com/2005/09/damned-this-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>xpopc0rnx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05888865862536477340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
