<?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-3891628305911293810</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:38:54.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two hearts that beat as one.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-8018259812514015136</id><published>2010-09-06T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:59:29.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"And hey, dont cry hor, i dont mean to make you cry. Just want to know the facts only."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bastard. Everytime after you make me cry, you say this same thing. Just an excuse. i cant believe you're so despicable. the truth was infront of you, you simply dont want to believe it, and you want more proof. If you think of it in my shoes, conclusion: i'm not your dog. You just love to make me cry dont you. ARE YOU A FKING GIRL WITH PMS?!?! you're friendly today. the next day you're going to try to make me tear like some moron. fine, i deleted you in facebook. And i might consider deleting you on msn too, but listen up, i have something to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're one of them i'll remember the most. but that's going to change. we're not going to even be friends, and its you. it's your fault. i was trying hard. i was trying to let us be friends, since i didnt wanna go back with you. but one thing about you i've learnt throughout everything, is that you love to accuse me of something you're not sure of, for your own cause or not. now we're friends. but you just have to fk shit up dont you. we were fine. but you came and asked some insulting question and expected me to answer you like some dog. and after hurting my feelings and everything, you'll say "dont cry, i didnt mean to make you cry." Everytime. EVERY, SINGLE, TIME. i know you'll only read my blog if theres a post about you. well heres a super long one. the last things i'll ever be saying to you. im not your dog anymore. i have a life. being older than me doesnt mean you can bully me. well i hope you remember this.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You made me hate you, despise you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tmrw's tuesday, the day. Thanks, exboyfr for spoiling my mood for the day i'm going out w my boyfr. _|_ yes, i know you dont like him. you told me before. but you know what? i dont give a damn. in your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-8018259812514015136?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8018259812514015136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/losing-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8018259812514015136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8018259812514015136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/losing-it.html' title='Losing it.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-3897957052518985214</id><published>2010-09-06T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T04:17:05.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As we get older, as we mature, day by day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TITKAHdGROI/AAAAAAAAASs/wke27Yvzp8U/s1600/snapshot(10).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TITKAHdGROI/AAAAAAAAASs/wke27Yvzp8U/s400/snapshot(10).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shrek my mom bought for me @ Universal studios today.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, i'm starting to worry about wether tmrw is confirmed ornot. And kwasijia isnt going. Who's going to come with me now!?! i shy lah, KNN WHY NOBIRDY FREE?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok next, i went to USS today! jealous or what. for nuryannie. She has to do her maths portal. aww sad life much. Anyway, it was quite fun i guess. Went with nyps' boysbrigade juniors. mad cute. Grouped with mom, 3 brothers and Therry! He's so cute, i think hes like p4 this year yeah? Went for the Egyptian mummy ride. CRAZY RIDE MAN. screamed my butt off. i almost cried. i was shivering while walking into the entrance. Went for juraussic park, some canopy ride, and the get wet one. LOL i dont bother remembering the names of the rides okay. i see any fun ones then just chiong. LOL. aiyah lazy update lah. Mommy bought me a shrek, love die her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 12th birthday to my irritating and annoying brother, Shane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(i hope you appreciate this, noob.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-3897957052518985214?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3897957052518985214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-we-get-older-as-we-mature-day-by-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/3897957052518985214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/3897957052518985214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-we-get-older-as-we-mature-day-by-day.html' title='As we get older, as we mature, day by day.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TITKAHdGROI/AAAAAAAAASs/wke27Yvzp8U/s72-c/snapshot(10).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-4083227562533921933</id><published>2010-09-05T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T07:35:03.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The scent of magic, the beauty that's been.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;When love was wilder than the wind.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 days already. We never talked for almost 2 days already. Dk what he's so busy with. He's either outside or playing blackshot. (?) Confused like mad only. Anyway, jieqing told me Shah Anaz, Irfan, Jocelyn, jieqing and maybe qianhong would be going to Westmall on tuesday too for their moviemarathon. Yay jocelyn. Yay qianhong. Going to give maths remedial a skip. No choice. Already bought tickets for Universal Studios long before mrs huang wanted me to go for remedial. hahaha, nehninehnipoopoo, in your face ghwuang! Aloysius the pretty girl says i have the worst moodswings he've ever seen. Wow, what an achievement. *honoured* I guess Caspar and i are friends now. Good. But he still wont wish me well. Selfish moron. hehehe, i know you're reading this you big noob. Lol, hectic schedule for the holidays. Lots of people wnna meet up with me ley, hahaha are you jealous. sian. who am i kidding? i seriously want to reject all movies all meets all people. Dont feel like going out this whole holiday. i just dont know why. Something's wrong with me. Very wrong. I just dont know what. But someone knows. And isnt going to tell me. Stupid lame joke pls, mrsteddyipunchedyourface. you know who you areeee. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey. you. yes you. it's going to take alot to get a smile from me tonight, yea?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-4083227562533921933?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4083227562533921933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/4083227562533921933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/4083227562533921933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/upset.html' title='Upset.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-8839591081429518352</id><published>2010-09-05T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:45:33.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Profound nonsense.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINIVpRbNdI/AAAAAAAAASM/juh6ZqQGcgA/s1600/snapshot(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINIVpRbNdI/AAAAAAAAASM/juh6ZqQGcgA/s400/snapshot(4).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINJ-q6-VxI/AAAAAAAAASU/MRnxTMhIL-w/s1600/snapshot(7).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINJ-q6-VxI/AAAAAAAAASU/MRnxTMhIL-w/s400/snapshot(7).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINKPa95sbI/AAAAAAAAASc/uUbzilaHUEg/s1600/snapshot(8).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINKPa95sbI/AAAAAAAAASc/uUbzilaHUEg/s400/snapshot(8).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINKUysOxkI/AAAAAAAAASk/1e0sANo9lSA/s1600/snapshot(9).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINKUysOxkI/AAAAAAAAASk/1e0sANo9lSA/s400/snapshot(9).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Webcam. Can you believe how childish i am. yes, i love barney. none of your ass shit. i like hamster more. *squish your eyeballz* HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-8839591081429518352?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8839591081429518352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/profound-nonsense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8839591081429518352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8839591081429518352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/profound-nonsense.html' title='Profound nonsense.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TINIVpRbNdI/AAAAAAAAASM/juh6ZqQGcgA/s72-c/snapshot(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-6098146506666119018</id><published>2010-09-04T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:41:45.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where's the love that we couldn't ignore/ it doesn't kick like a pill anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"so confused. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-6098146506666119018?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6098146506666119018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6098146506666119018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6098146506666119018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-4417793955668225878</id><published>2010-09-04T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:29:37.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dk today why will worry about almost everything. Didnt go online last night, this morning never see him online i was like wondering maybe he was mad at me. &lt;em&gt;worry too much. &lt;/em&gt;Went for campfire, saw some weird shadow&amp;nbsp;on top of a very high building. Looked like a ghost. Nisa carol qianhong huilin almost jizzed in their pants, lol. Probably a plant or something. &lt;em&gt;worry too much.&lt;/em&gt; Came back, he was online. talked abit, but suddenly went offline. i worry too much, especially today. Had been talking to yannie, casparnoob and desmond today. Hamster doesnt really have time for me nowadays. ): Crazy desmond, dk how to draw still want challenge me draw fish. HEHE desmondbadguy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlps_1-pI/AAAAAAAAASE/zWEuXcAhLic/s1600/desmond9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlps_1-pI/AAAAAAAAASE/zWEuXcAhLic/s400/desmond9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlQ8M9orI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tA0wDcb1blk/s1600/desmond2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlQ8M9orI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tA0wDcb1blk/s400/desmond2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlaRK_THI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FeGtqRYKbx8/s1600/desmond6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlaRK_THI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FeGtqRYKbx8/s400/desmond6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All drawn by Desmond. Mine nicer ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-4417793955668225878?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4417793955668225878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/confused-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/4417793955668225878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/4417793955668225878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/confused-much.html' title='Confused much.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIJlps_1-pI/AAAAAAAAASE/zWEuXcAhLic/s72-c/desmond9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-7165236975623631822</id><published>2010-09-04T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:00:04.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIH75FoubcI/AAAAAAAAARk/VsHGWCKlXmw/s1600/casparnoob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIH75FoubcI/AAAAAAAAARk/VsHGWCKlXmw/s400/casparnoob.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Biggestnoobintheworld.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIH8BZobQiI/AAAAAAAAARs/unAJ5jdSbao/s1600/casparnoobbb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIH8BZobQiI/AAAAAAAAARs/unAJ5jdSbao/s400/casparnoobbb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah i know you love me k thanks. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Bye world."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after saying this, Kez thought i going commit suiside. LOL. eeee bored die already. Hamster dk go where, yannie watching avatar online (?), facebook so boring. Have to go out for campfire later at 6. boring boring boring! *talking to Casparthebiggestnoob on msn naoz. :B &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Hey noob. you should probably be reading this now. Because this post has your name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Hamster: if you come back after i leave, i'm at the campfire. Dont die without me yeah? HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-7165236975623631822?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7165236975623631822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/okay-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/7165236975623631822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/7165236975623631822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/okay-bye.html' title='Okay bye.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TIH75FoubcI/AAAAAAAAARk/VsHGWCKlXmw/s72-c/casparnoob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-255568876231441650</id><published>2010-09-03T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T03:16:39.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So tell me tell me why, so show me show me why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smoked. Again. Some people seriously should get a life. Insult my friend, use your dirty mouth anyhow spit about him, want act power infront of me hor. But sad for you ok, didnt know i was a friend of his, didnt you. Watch it lah kay. Siah lah nowadays got no mood for anything. Just want to scream and cry into a pillow. Songs can cause me to break apart, moodswings can start on me, and i can just start crying all of a sudden. i must be mentally retarded. Either that or possessed. siao. i'm so confused. Don't know what to do, don't know what might happen. I'm sure it wont be nice. i know, i should be anticipating my daddy's return. but frankly, i really wish he wasnt going to return so soon. With his leaving, i've had the crazy freedom i've never had, and probably one of the best times of my life. Once he returns, he's going to start my living hell all over again. i know he cares. i know he does. but i just hate the fact that he has to take my phone, my freedom, my life, all away from me. i dont enjoy it. Not a single bit. Sometimes when i get home feeling all excited and everything. I tell you guys about it. And all you do is give me a life lecture. DO YOU REALY THINK I TOLD YOU ALL THOSE, JUST TO GET A FUCKING LECURE ON LIFE ATTITUDES?!?! i cant stand it. i've been trying to, i really have. But there is always a point of time where people will fall apart, break down from it all. There's a limit to it all. Ever since that careless mistake i made in primary five. Caused my maybe the rest of my life. Seriously regret. And it's all partly of my cousin's fault. Ohyea, you wanted to be a good kid eh? mommy's boy, mommy's girl? Well, what you did almost caused me half of my life, jerks. You dont stay in singapore, so why must you take the hassle to even try tell my parents? Do you really want to see my family fall apart? i guess you do. But get this. in two years, i'm going to give back what your fkedup family gave ME. i wont forget. ever. You're going to get a taste of my living hell, assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-255568876231441650?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/255568876231441650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/255568876231441650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/255568876231441650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/mystery.html' title='Mystery.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-6915444352340612477</id><published>2010-09-03T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T01:01:40.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethin' bout love that tears you up.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Didnt bring my pencilcase to school today. siasuey. didnt go for recess either. sad life. Ikylily says she's not giving us any homework for the holidays, ohjoy. didnt sign my travel&amp;nbsp;declaration form again. sot. cca ended earlier than 3 today, bliss. finished the policecrimeprevention test then can zao already. Carol and i finished chaoji early. Anyhow circle circle truefalse. anyhow choose numbers. anyhow make sentence. walao, the first page for the TF questions, the answer all like TRUE TRUE TRUE. i was like wtf cfm got something wrong lah lol. Not in a good mood. Yeah, who pissed me off now? my ex. mudafkr, no hope, such a hopeless kid. Yeah, you older than me by 3 years. SO WHAT LAH. you girl or what. yesterday friendly, today fierce shit. You PMS or what, sissy.&amp;nbsp;Okay i just remebered. I cant believe i'm saying this but thanks Samanthajichuanjuan. For the illegal movie download link. =_= Haha yeah i cheapo lah. i go download first, then tuesday go watch in cinema. Sure shit brickz one can. Hauntedchangi. Samantha says it isnt scary. yeah bitch like im going to believe that. i cant even watch the credits without shivering. &lt;br /&gt;*Desmondbadguy. Crazy, like all my links, status and photos. Haha noob!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-6915444352340612477?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6915444352340612477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/somethin-bout-love-that-tears-you-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6915444352340612477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6915444352340612477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/somethin-bout-love-that-tears-you-up.html' title='Somethin&apos; bout love that tears you up.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-8888524501641084763</id><published>2010-09-02T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T07:01:46.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go power rangerz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"There's something 'bout love that makes your heart, oh oh oh oh."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss yesterday, (01092010) &amp;amp; i'm looking forward to tuesday! It's going to be fun, HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, i'm happy lorh. So what. zi high. because. 1, i love my hamster. he's so sweet can. 2, CCA ends @ 3 tmrw. 3, i cant wait for tuesday. it's about time i updated my playlist, kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gerard won howard in BS, Wowcoolioz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-8888524501641084763?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8888524501641084763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-power-rangerz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8888524501641084763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8888524501641084763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-power-rangerz.html' title='Go power rangerz.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-571688188145048358</id><published>2010-09-01T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:21:56.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back. Time check, 8:44. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back from Westmall! Out with Gerard hamster, Sijia and Patricia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehheeh. Reached westmall, went to some jap shop next to Mos burger to meet Sijia, pat and Hamster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ok i'm lazy all of a sudden. Dw type out everything alrd.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;OVERALL, I LOVE TODAY. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;yeah k i know im awesome lah ok.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to describe EVERYTHING. I'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;Slackslackslack at home alltheway until 1:10, then update blog, eat lunch, prepare,&lt;br /&gt;set off at 1.25. Dropped of at kor'shouse, collect my stuff. Then reached west mall at about 1:50?&lt;br /&gt;Wadapak, Lol, cant find them at all. So i went home after doing some shopping, HEHEH. &lt;br /&gt;Reached home, logged online, called sijia, ask where she is.&lt;br /&gt;"We at westmall, the place beside mos burger."&lt;br /&gt;(!$#@!%#$@%!^#@%!)&lt;br /&gt;"ok, i coming."&lt;br /&gt;Slammed my laptop shut, kicked off the switch, rushed the hell downstairs, mom drove me to westmall.&lt;br /&gt;Reached westmall, i kindof got lost, ("LOL WHERE IS THE FUCKING JAP SHOP.")&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i saw it. *runrunrun*&lt;br /&gt;*whacks sijia's head*&lt;br /&gt;"Heyyyy."&lt;br /&gt;She was sitting with patricia, opposite gerard.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, he looks hot. or cool. or whatever lah. x:&lt;br /&gt;I like his accent k.&lt;br /&gt;I just randomly sat down, next to a little girl, lol she stare at me like i was E.T. or something. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs to buy something while patricia sijia and gerard were taking decades to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Came back, still not done yet. They talk talk talk, basically patricia seems to have many things/questions to bomb at gerard. (issit me or is she like flirting =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs to the arcade, ontheway up the escalator, Gerard saw my pig label, drawn by Nuryannie!&lt;br /&gt;So paiseh can. HEHE, i have another one on my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;Reached the arcade, waited for patricia to be done with her guitar hero whatnot. &lt;br /&gt;Went to grab a fat-ass hellokitty -.-&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get it. *cry*&lt;br /&gt;Some uncle standing at the side was eyeing it, "HOI!" Wlao. Better not touch it.&lt;br /&gt;Fk lah, the claw was clutching the hellokitty, almost reaching the box already, IT DROPPED.&lt;br /&gt;HOTDAMN, IT DROPPED. fk your aunt pls, hellokitty.&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy movie tickets. For step-up3; 3D.&lt;br /&gt;nb, i wanted to sit in frontfrontfront! &amp;gt;: but they dw. Sad life. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;bought popcorn and drinks, sat down to wait for THAT AUNTIE to let us in. siasuey lol. Everytime go there watch movie is always her. Gerard and sijia littered the floor with popcorn. Went in, "Wah fucking cold can."&lt;br /&gt;Never bring jacket, so suey. ): But sijia and gerard have! *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;Well he did offer his jacket lah, but paiseh take LOL. &amp;lt;:&lt;br /&gt;Watchwatchwatch halfway, almost fell asleep. Gerard thought i hiding under my bag, hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;So difficult to sleep. no pillow no nothing. Gerard spoiled his 3D glasses way after i spoiled mine. &lt;br /&gt;Towards the ending of the show, i felt sick.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to smoke, omg bloodyhell no. &lt;br /&gt;But yeah. and i felt reallyreally sick! &amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;but must persevere, eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i lazy already.&lt;br /&gt;i love him so much, he's mine mine mine mine mine. &lt;br /&gt;too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-571688188145048358?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/571688188145048358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/571688188145048358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/571688188145048358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/09/bliss.html' title='Bliss,'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-6126262909309068025</id><published>2010-08-31T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:23:11.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There's this girl, the one and only wonder of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;timecheck, it's 12:54 now. Gerard just went offline. Sijia too. Great. Just wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have this reluctant feeling, about going out today. I just do. My head hurts. I can't find my stud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wanna stay at home and rot for eternity. I wanna go back to sleep. I wanna see my primary school friends. I hope my dad will stay in australia for a few more days. i don't want this freedom to end. It's going to be like hell, f'sure. And&amp;nbsp; hell, i'm fk sure about what i'm going to get once they find out about my CT2 results, and i dont wanna hear about it. Life is short. Let's just enjoy while we can, can we? I betrayed my parent's trust more than once. It's too late to turn back now. I'm a problem kid. They cant do anything about me. Thats tragic, even to me. Right now, i wish i could turn up the speakers to their maximum volume and just fall asleep. I'm sick&amp;nbsp;of living up to people's expectations. It's about time you guys get your own dog, assholes.&amp;nbsp;Under this plastic pretence, You'll find a rebellious me. I'd flip the tables on you, hang up on your calls. So take a hint, i dont want to see you ever again. Move on. I have a life. You're supposed to be in my history, not present. And you know what? i hate being a big sister. Sometimes i really hate being in this world. Sure, i have almost everything i want. But still, what hurts me most is knowing you'll never be able to have enough time to spend with me. You want me to call you, eh? no. fk no. Call yourself. I aint getting out of my bed just to call you. Cant find the place oh? Look it up on a street directory. Cant find friends? Then change your ass personality. Cant find a boyfriend? Oh no thats none of my business. Dont you see? You chose this yourself. We could be best friends and everything. You chose to hang wit dem biatches. thats what you get. Now everything you have has fallen apart. Right now, it's 1:07. 13 minutes gone. I've yet to decide. And yet, as i think of the word 'minutes', i think of the song, '30 minutes'. Its the song i recommended to my dear friend carol. she loves that song. And now, i miss carol. Alot. At least i have friends like her. But you, what do you have? that i do not know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1:09. You're probably waiting for my call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1:11. You called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You asked me why the fk didnt i call you like&amp;nbsp;you asked me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1:23. I hung up on you, exactly what you did to me, a year ago before you left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1:25 I've decided to go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just dont want to think of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-6126262909309068025?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6126262909309068025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/moodswings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6126262909309068025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6126262909309068025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/moodswings.html' title='Contradict.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-8215482103884120147</id><published>2010-08-29T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:18:05.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/THs-_gKo6WI/AAAAAAAAARM/TQQtq-DeslM/s1600/942141n2m9v28r4v.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/THs-_gKo6WI/AAAAAAAAARM/TQQtq-DeslM/s320/942141n2m9v28r4v.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel says hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-8215482103884120147?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8215482103884120147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/rachel-says-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8215482103884120147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8215482103884120147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/rachel-says-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/THs-_gKo6WI/AAAAAAAAARM/TQQtq-DeslM/s72-c/942141n2m9v28r4v.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-1140970296952271662</id><published>2010-08-28T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:23:52.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Club can't handle me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lets go wild, the club can't even handle me right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day out with Phoebe, sijia and patricia darlings. Watched Avatar&amp;nbsp;and msn-ed with Nuryannie together in the morning, mom fetched me to westmall to pick phoebe and sijia up from McD. Reached Huilin's house, saw some people from wsss 1c, and even guides. Ate some food, then went with phoebe sijia and pat. Yeaaaa man, Phoebe and i totally fucked the gigantic bear upside down! \m/ Played pool, talked, chat, bonded, in n dusty 'storeroom' while huilin played with her friends in another room. Same old thing, her party alwayz like that. 1, always go play woth other friends. 2, always nothing to do. 3, always think we irritating, then still invite us. Sian. Called mom up, she agreed to pick us up at 5 to west mall. Sijia phoebe and i bought tickets for 6.55's step up3. Went to arcade and took neoprints, sijia phoebe patricia and me!HEHE. Funfunfun. Went back to sit next to the popcorn counter booth, talkedtalkedtalked. HAHA, phoebe saw a guy who came out of the cinema, looking at me. She was like, "eh celine he looking at you HAHAH! :)" LOL. Patricia had to go home, then we went in for the movie. Heeheheeh, called hamster, " hi we're watching step up3 are you jealous." xD WALAO HE JUST SAID "OH." Saddieme already lah. ): Enjoyed the movie, but LOL, siasuey lah, i sat behind a guy with a tall mohawk. -_-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love today. Love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-1140970296952271662?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1140970296952271662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/club-cant-handle-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/1140970296952271662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/1140970296952271662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/club-cant-handle-me.html' title='Club can&apos;t handle me.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-6331658447372923740</id><published>2010-08-27T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:24:21.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO TOUCHED HEHEHE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;i think i just love him more and more! hehe, even though he WAS, after all, 1 minute late, :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Love you ttm, &amp;lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-6331658447372923740?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6331658447372923740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-touched-hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6331658447372923740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/6331658447372923740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-touched-hehehe.html' title='SO TOUCHED HEHEHE.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-5823099054857064845</id><published>2010-08-26T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:24:38.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey baby what's your game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cleaner stole money from 10 students today. Police came. *sigh* i even said hi to the uncle yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ms ng and Ms yu wasnt at school today. Stepped into WSSS gym for the first time. Had poetry slam during Lit today. Waited to no avail for my bag today. Wanna hear my poem? It's just awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What i WROTE and SUBMITTED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mrs huang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is just like a calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her lessons, though dull,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she teaches very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mrs huang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is like a calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is able to solve any maths problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we need to solve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mrs huang, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet like a calculator,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is essential for every maths lesson, everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B'cos without her, our lessons will never be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What i WANTED to write:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically the same, just change the points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- her appearance is as dull as a calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- her chest is as flat as a calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- We dont like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL SO MEAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-5823099054857064845?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5823099054857064845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-baby-whats-your-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/5823099054857064845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/5823099054857064845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-baby-whats-your-game.html' title='Hey baby what&apos;s your game.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-7078864435456416164</id><published>2010-08-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:24:54.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- Impossible,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Best friends do the craziest things together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Aye darlings, Carol, Qianhong, Xinni &amp;amp; Jocelyn. \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love die my friends! School these few days are crazy, what with jarryl's "boo"s. Keep scaring me! LOL shengwei also, i almost died. -_-. Crazy, crazy life. Flunked many subjects. Anyway, i went to McD with the 4 dear babes mentioned after school @ bpp. Took the bus there, sat w laoniang jocelyn. Wah so fat i no space already lah! LOL kidding, luv her. At McD, we ordered from the olduncle cashier, the one i always seem to get, LOL. Played truth&amp;amp;truth while eating, yes, truth&amp;amp;TRUTH. haha, Jocelyn knows one of my deadly secrets! Nobody else. &amp;lt;Pricelesssecret&amp;gt; ★.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Crazydaaarlings. Made my day, took bus home with Carolwongboomszxcyourasslah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But i quarreled with my mom right after i stepped into the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;whatthebloodybird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-7078864435456416164?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7078864435456416164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/7078864435456416164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/7078864435456416164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/impossible.html' title='- Impossible,'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-8402296902368829721</id><published>2010-08-23T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:25:08.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught behnd in this roulette,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/THIvv779qsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rn3NUpPDe_k/s1600/pages.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/THIvv779qsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rn3NUpPDe_k/s400/pages.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what's your name, hey baby what's your name,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Failed maths&amp;amp;science, by a lil' i guess. Well anyway, i think i almost wanted to commitsuiside last night, omg Lol. Why am i even saying this. K next, movin' on. Dad brought me to senja coffeeshop for Mondaybreakfast as usual. Rushed to school just to find out i was half an hour early. shag lah. Super hot weather tday. Lol k nevermind, don't feel like continueing this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;k'bai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Congrats to breakfastgirlNY for breaking her fast &amp;amp; scoring her first science A1 in her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL YANNIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-8402296902368829721?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8402296902368829721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/caught-behnd-in-this-roulette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8402296902368829721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/8402296902368829721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/caught-behnd-in-this-roulette.html' title='Caught behnd in this roulette,'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/THIvv779qsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rn3NUpPDe_k/s72-c/pages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-3267600532517845935</id><published>2010-08-19T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:25:18.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TGzeOpvrQrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RntsSWoywHU/s1600/tumblr_kpynvh96RI1qzb31mo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TGzeOpvrQrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RntsSWoywHU/s400/tumblr_kpynvh96RI1qzb31mo1_400_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Hamsters are cute, hamsters are cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;My hamster is special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;It's different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;it has a mohawk. (y).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-3267600532517845935?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3267600532517845935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/hamster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/3267600532517845935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/3267600532517845935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/hamster.html' title='Hamster.'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TGzeOpvrQrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RntsSWoywHU/s72-c/tumblr_kpynvh96RI1qzb31mo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-5059769393424545420</id><published>2010-08-13T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:25:31.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicate .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoom away, zoom away, i'm jumping on my rocketship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'mma take my rocketship to the moon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Crazy, crazy. You're crazy. Never should have trusted you, despicable dog. Called me humji hor, pot calling the kettle black. noob ~ k dw talk about bad stuffs already, spoil my mood. Ate alot for breakfast today, ate like a king. Grandma is back. (: rejoice. But somebody had to&amp;nbsp;piss me off&amp;nbsp;and fkshtup. You good k, you damn good. Anyway, someone asked me wether want to watch zhangdongliang ornot. hehe, i bu hao yi si tell him that i dont like chinese singers. sigh ~ I like my xCutehamster. So adorable, hahaha Gerard. To Nynn : "YANNIE, I EATING CHAO KWAY TEOW NOW, SIBEI SHIOK AH." hahaha, she fasting. ^_^. Dk if she's still fasting today oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-5059769393424545420?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5059769393424545420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/dedicate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/5059769393424545420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/5059769393424545420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/dedicate.html' title='Dedicate .'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891628305911293810.post-4456235366527375588</id><published>2010-08-13T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:25:56.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- felt bliss without you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FKSHTUP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went to school, had science CT, then recess,&amp;nbsp;followed by two lessons of english. CT's invigilator was a china woman, Lol, her english. Made me laugh throughout the paper, couldnt concentrate. During englishLS, Mdm Lee let us watch Ms Swan, a video series on youtube. it's a comedy, go watch it if you're free. I like Ms Swan! She's funny. Good actress too (Y). Given up on caspar, wl, relationships are so full of shit. Went to Senja after schl, bought Hi-chew, hehe. Went back to schl at 12:55 for CCA. Georgean was all "Celine! Just now david looking for you ley~" Siao, HAHA Georgean loves him, dont you georgean? (: Keep mentioning him, Lol. For CCA, We had CIP. for this friday and next 2 following fridays. We were assigned to a kindergartden class at blk 620. Our group, Shi ting, qianhong, carol, huilin, nisa &amp;amp; me, was assigned to a K2 class, wah damn cute ok. Two boys, Caleb &amp;amp; josh, hehe, they held my hand while on the way to west spring for their gardening activity! So cute cn. But qianhong says they talk alot, and dont seem to be shy at all, ^_^. Caleb says i look familiar, awww. He's K2, how can i look familiar to him, hahaha. They seem to like water puddles. HEHE. Looking forward to next CIP with them, surprising, even to me. i'm not one who likes CIPactivities ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891628305911293810-4456235366527375588?l=picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4456235366527375588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/youve-got-designer-shades-just-to-hide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/4456235366527375588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891628305911293810/posts/default/4456235366527375588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picturesquelov-e.blogspot.com/2010/08/youve-got-designer-shades-just-to-hide.html' title='- felt bliss without you .'/><author><name>Celine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16849004277096472149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3I91pjzZpHw/TJhSDRAbJbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fSuSUuld9i8/S220/b16.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
