<?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-7417243</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:49:10.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how complicating can this get?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110226107538868026</id><published>2004-12-05T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T23:37:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wei.. change the ur link on my blog lah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110226107538868026?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110198368721286365</id><published>2004-12-02T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T18:34:47.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110198368721286365?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110198368721286365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110198368721286365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110198368721286365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110198368721286365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/12/test.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110195654586401216</id><published>2004-12-02T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T11:02:25.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEAUTIFUL SOUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste&lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want to chase&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want to hold&lt;br /&gt;I won't let another minute go to waste&lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are something special&lt;br /&gt;To you I'd be always faithful&lt;br /&gt;I want to be what you always needed&lt;br /&gt;Then I hope you'll see the heart in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful soul, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might need time to think it over&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just fine moving forward&lt;br /&gt;I'll ease your mind&lt;br /&gt;If you give me the chance&lt;br /&gt;I will never make you cry, c'mon let's try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy for wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Baby do you think you could want me too&lt;br /&gt;I don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Do you see things the way I do&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know that you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus -- 2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful soul, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110195654586401216?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110195654586401216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110195654586401216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110195654586401216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110195654586401216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/12/beautiful-soul-chorus-i-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110186962576728172</id><published>2004-12-01T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T10:55:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, what a fricking way to start a MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msged cassy (legion vp) to ask if we are still going for the loudes thinge this sat. &lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPPOSED TO GO. GOR IS EXPECTING ME THERE. AND I'VE BEEN COUNTING DOWN ALL DAY. what did she say?&lt;br /&gt;"SORRY. THERE ARE ONLY 4 VACANCIES. MRS SIAU'S CHOSEN 4 PEOPLE. BUT I'M SORRY &lt;b&gt;YOU'RE NOT ONE OF THEM.&lt;/b&gt; SORRY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh like SORRY CAN DO OF MUCH HELP HUH?&lt;br /&gt;i am NOT going to see GOR. i am NOT&lt;br /&gt;i've been COUNTING DOWN. AND IF I FUCKING DON'T SEE HIM THIS SAT, HE'D BE GONE AGAIN FOR LEGION CAMP. DARN IT. AND I'D HAVE TO WAIT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck man. i seriously think mrs siau is totally against me and bias towards me.. or maybe i'm not like my sister, who used to be an assistant secretary. i'm just a bloody joker in legion. i'm a lousy assistant secretary. i'm darn slow. why did i even JOIN legion in the first place? so that it'll bring me closer to God? bullshit. of all these months, i haven't even felt at home while i was in the prayer room, during meetings. just cos i'm loud? chirpy? WHATS WRONG WITH THAT? is it like a sin to be chirpy and loud? is it a sin to be enthu about legion? all you all think of me is that i join cos of sji. me and sji this me and sji that. and i DID NOT start with the fucking sji thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't go for meetings anymore.. maybe i should quit. i'm not of much help anyway. JUST REPLACE ME AS A FRICKING ASSISTANT SECRETARY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i felt that i could unite the legion better. make us more family like. like qoas. more united. but not anymore. i wanna quit legion. but i dunno what to join next. i'm such a loser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mrs siau. i really do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110186962576728172?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110186962576728172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110186962576728172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110186962576728172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110186962576728172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/12/okay-what-fricking-way-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110173890898161883</id><published>2004-11-29T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T22:35:08.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA!! my comp lives again!!!! ( : HEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110173890898161883?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110173890898161883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110173890898161883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110173890898161883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110173890898161883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/haha-my-comp-lives-again-heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110157458807203174</id><published>2004-11-28T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T00:56:28.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>linnette's com is like so screwed.. so she'll not be here till then =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110157458807203174?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110157458807203174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110157458807203174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110157458807203174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110157458807203174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/linnettes-com-is-like-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>ween</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11345379791140051435</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-7417243.post-110127938208408651</id><published>2004-11-24T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T14:56:22.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah what a rubbish week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;so i have nothing to blog about. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing gor gor a lott ):&lt;br /&gt;he went for camp. and will only be back on friday night.. well at least i'm gonna be with him for the whole day on sat (: HEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110127938208408651?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110127938208408651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110127938208408651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110127938208408651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110127938208408651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/ah-what-rubbish-week.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110095388118009235</id><published>2004-11-20T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T20:31:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh happy dayy-&lt;br /&gt;[well, its about time i started practising for that song before i screw up on that dayy.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. okay. apart from that shit news i got.. today was happy happyy!! hahaha. damn funnyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- supposed to meet colin at 2. he came at 2.14 instead cos of his lil sis. [oh wellies. shall forgive him this time. since its HIS LIL SIS. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- i recognised him!! :D &lt;br /&gt;- we both wore white tops and jeans [wow so exciting -_-;]&lt;br /&gt;- i wanted to go macs.. but he went up the stairs to sumo bento -_-; oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;- he ate salmon teriyaki and i.. drank evian water (: LOL. that nana keeps asking me to eat. dangg.&lt;br /&gt;- called adeline&lt;br /&gt;- argued with her. persuaded her to come asap to accompany me cos he'll be going at 3.30&lt;br /&gt;- we walked ard shop and save.. then went to the library. many funny things happened. not funny as in funny but funny as in HAHAHAHAHA funny. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;- saw vk in the library then she was like.. "ehh youurrr bf ah?!" then i'm like.. "READ YOUR BOOK LAH!" lol.&lt;br /&gt;- walked ard like stupid fools.&lt;br /&gt;- finally decided to settle down at macs.&lt;br /&gt;- apparently, he didnt leave me alonee. :D so schweet rightt? how can leave me alonee!!! hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;- he left at 4. (finally adeline and i let him off)&lt;br /&gt;- we didnt busted him. just that he decided to take bus. that neh neh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- choir time.. felt soooooo hungry then went to macs to buy cheeseburger. damn hungry! ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;- mass was terrible. i pushed and pushed like crazy.. and mona is like.. saying tt we sounded pathetic. i pushed like no body's busines.. how head, tummy and mouth hurting. urghh.&lt;br /&gt;- after mass. saw pixiang. eh he not badd!! quite cute lah. but got the "im a chink" look on his face. ahahaha. mo was damn funny. gab was holding this damn stupid thing tt angie found in the hymn book. its some mosey thing. hahahaha. so we teased mo. then i wanted to go grab it. then mo used his mouth or grab it. so what happened? he bite my hand. WTF!!! DANG DANG DANGGGGGGGG. damn sickk. hahahah. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOHHH!!! I JOINED RISEN CHRIST SUPERSTAR!! hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i'll make it far anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110095388118009235?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110095388118009235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110095388118009235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110095388118009235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110095388118009235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-happy-dayy-well-its-about-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110060995235646894</id><published>2004-11-16T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:59:12.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kinda spilled everything to adeline today. didn't feel a tad bit better. oh wellies. guess this is it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: &lt;br /&gt;linnette's changed. for the.. wierder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's having major mood swings now. she's closing up. she's becoming a hermit. she likes to be alone. she's no more chatty. she's no more laughy. she's not that tickled. she's blaming everything on herself. she feels wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh weelllieesss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i need to study man&lt;br /&gt;[okay, most of you may be thinking. what is this siao kina thinking man?! its HOLIDAYS and this nut wants to study]&lt;br /&gt;SORRY LA.&lt;br /&gt;i just. feel the urge to. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. i was in the car today. then this car was in front of mummy's. then the car had a decal saying "I'M A COOL JOE" then i was wondering.. which nut would have such a decal? hahahaa. then i noticed the logo. SJI. HAHAAHAHAHAAH! i burst out laughing!! then mom thought i was mad. hahahahah! damn funnyy. (damn! i should've seen the car plate number. then ask mummy go buy 4D. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, i got some shout outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edwin&amp;charissa] no that angry with both of you anymore.. oh wellies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[colin] hurr. 4 days to sat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[adeline] THANKS A BUNCHIES WOMAN!!! :D OWE YOU ONEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops. sorry if i missed anyone you think that i should give a shoutout to you.. anyways, i just wanna tell all of youuu. THAT I LOVE YOU!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl has gone nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110060995235646894?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110060995235646894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110060995235646894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110060995235646894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110060995235646894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/kinda-spilled-everything-to-adeline.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110025770001961590</id><published>2004-11-12T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T19:14:10.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh! i just can't stand the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have opened my bloody mouth to say anything. tell you already then you take action. then you back out. then both of you are oh-so-lovey-dovey. and cos of all this shit you changed. like, TOTALLY. putting yourself down like no body's business. then when i try comfort you, do you even appreciate it? i doubt so right? so just think about it. now i hate you. i really really do. i hate you loads. then when i say don't come and look for me if you need help. and you blataintly said that you didn't ask for help. oh fine then. not even a word and you walk away with her. fine man. what shit. i mean a lot to you. well now you know what? you mean nothing to me. nothing at all. you're not my gor. not my friend. not anything. i hate it when you do this to me. but i'm not gonna ask why. so just go away. cos i don't wanna see nor talk to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for being nice. so much for caring. so much for opening my mouth. so much for helping you. so much for wasting my bloody smses. so much for wasting my air time. so much for comforting you. so much for YOUR happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont just hate you.&lt;br /&gt;HATE THE BLOODY FUCKING SHIT OUTTA YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. and adding on, if you're asking what the shit is my bloody problem?! guess what? my freaking problem is YOU. YOU idiot. YOU bastard. YOU shit. YOU asshole. YOU FUCKING BLITHER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110025770001961590?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110025770001961590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110025770001961590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110025770001961590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110025770001961590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/urgh-i-just-cant-stand-both-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110022682845737600</id><published>2004-11-12T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T10:33:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mann. everything seems so screwed up. i'm screwed. (well, at least no AS screwed as chinks) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some little messages to you people out theree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edwin]&lt;br /&gt;heys gorr!! cheer up kaes? everything will turn out good. trust me! stop sighing and haix-ing. don't be so depressedd. not good yeap?! take care okayss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[charissa]&lt;br /&gt;woman, your fate lies in front of you. give it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[adeline](and dom)&lt;br /&gt;woman! total misunderstanding! nothing. nothing at all. between colin and i. realllyy! not lying. linnette don't lie. i'm holy. i don't lie!!! :D hehe. anyhoww, we're just normal friends who don't talk to each other THAT often. REALLY!!! and abt the tag board thing.. its a song! the my boo song. i think i influenced him on it. hehh. whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[people going for con camp]&lt;br /&gt;heyy!! take care peeps! gonna miss you all loaaaddssss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:&lt;br /&gt;justin chan kee hiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to start, but i wanna say sorry first.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for everything. i guess i screwed it up. its because of me i dont have my phone. and i didn't call. cos i wouldn't know what to say. and i can't call. and when i'm online, you don't seem to talk to me. whats happening? well i guess this time.. it's all my fault. not yours. our relationship is going nowheree. but now, all i want you to do is to study well for your o's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess our relationship was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;cleared things up. urgh. i feeeelll sooooo screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo. char just called. gonna play basketball later (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110022682845737600?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110022682845737600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110022682845737600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110022682845737600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110022682845737600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/mann.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110015285559004053</id><published>2004-11-11T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T14:00:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Boo Feat. Alicia Keys &lt;br /&gt;by Usher &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Intro)&lt;br /&gt;There’s always that one person that will always have your &lt;br /&gt;heart&lt;br /&gt;You never see it coming cause you’re blinded from the start&lt;br /&gt;Know that you’re that one for me it’s clear for everyone to see&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby (you will always be my boo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alicia Keys Rap)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about y’all but I know about us and uh&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only way we know how to rock&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about y’all but I know about us and uh&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only way we know how to rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Usher verse)&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember girl I was the one that gave you your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Cause I remember girl I was the one who said put your lips like this&lt;br /&gt;Even before all the fame and people screamin your name&lt;br /&gt;Girl I was there and you were my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus Usher)&lt;br /&gt;It started when we were younger you were mine (my boo)&lt;br /&gt;Now another brother's taken over but it’s still in you’re eyes (my boo)&lt;br /&gt;Even though we use to argue it’s all right (my boo)&lt;br /&gt;I know we haven’t seen each other in a while&lt;br /&gt;But you will always be my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus Alicia Keys)&lt;br /&gt;I was in love with you when we were younger you were mine (my boo)&lt;br /&gt;When I see you from time to time I still feel like (my boo) (that's my baby)&lt;br /&gt;You can see it no matter how I try to hide (my boo) (i can't hide it)&lt;br /&gt;And even though there’s another man who’s in my life&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alicia Keys)&lt;br /&gt;Yes I remember boy cause after we kissed&lt;br /&gt;I can only think about you’re lips&lt;br /&gt;Yes I remember boy the moment I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I could spend my life with&lt;br /&gt;Even before all the fame and people screamin your name&lt;br /&gt;I was there and you were my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus Usher)&lt;br /&gt;It started when we were younger you were mine (my boo) (you were mine)&lt;br /&gt;Now another brother's taken over but it’s still in you’re eyes (my boo) (yes it is)&lt;br /&gt;Even though we use to argue it’s all right (my boo) (it's all right, it's ok)&lt;br /&gt;I know we haven’t seen each other in a while&lt;br /&gt;But you will always be my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus Alicia Keys)&lt;br /&gt;I was in love with you when we were younger you were mine (you were my boo) (my boo)&lt;br /&gt;When I see you from time to time I still feel like (my boo)&lt;br /&gt;You can see it no matter how I try to hide (my boo)(it's all right now, it's ok)&lt;br /&gt;And even though there’s another man who’s in my life (what we have is in each other)&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hook Usher &amp; Alicia Keys)&lt;br /&gt;My oh my oh my oh my oh my boo           &lt;-- my fav part!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;My oh my oh my oh my oh my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus Usher)&lt;br /&gt;It started when we were younger you were mine (you were mine)(my boo)&lt;br /&gt;Now another brother's taken over but it’s still in you’re eyes (my boo)(you and i)&lt;br /&gt;Even though we use to argue it’s all right (my boo)(it's all right, it's ok)&lt;br /&gt;I know we haven’t seen each other in a while&lt;br /&gt;But you will always be my boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alicia Keys Rap)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about y’all but I know about us and uh&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only way we know how to rock&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about y’all but I know about us and uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i &lt;33 this songg!! i've been like going gaga. and typing out the lyrics to this song to the people i talk to online (as cln) LOL! so funnyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i'm damn tired. yesterday smsed cln till like.. 2am+? LOL! &lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10.20+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn. and still tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to adeline and dom: supp with the both of you man?! nothing btwn he and i okay! what the shit. hahahaha. don't come and rubbbish me. dom: dont busted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cln: screw those cheena farts (: HEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110015285559004053?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110015285559004053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110015285559004053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110015285559004053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110015285559004053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-boo-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110006216120612297</id><published>2004-11-10T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T12:49:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw it man.&lt;br /&gt;wtf sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. gor.. you're damn funnyy. call me so many times today.. miracle leh! haha. joking joking. call and ask me how i am. im good. better without smthg else.&lt;br /&gt;gor makes me the bestest medicine. straight away cure one. (: whatever you're diagnosed with.. just go and look for him... he can do magic leh! loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a new friend! colin. lol. adeline's boyfriend's good friend. hes damn funny. hahaha. and we HATE CHINKS! screw them right? yeahh!! hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. i like this songgg (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway &lt;br /&gt;by Kelly Clarkson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Grew up in a small town&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain would fall down&lt;br /&gt;I'd just stare out my window&lt;br /&gt;Dreamin' of what could be&lt;br /&gt;And if I'd end up happy&lt;br /&gt;I would pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to reach out&lt;br /&gt;But, when I tried to speak out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to belong here &lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here &lt;br /&gt;So I'd pray &lt;br /&gt;I could break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change &lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But, I won't forget all the ones that I love&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel the warm breeze&lt;br /&gt;Sleep under a palm tree&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rush of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Get onboard a fast train&lt;br /&gt;Travel on a jetplane, far away&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget all the ones that I love&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Buildings with a hundred floors&lt;br /&gt;Swinging round revolving doors&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know where they'll take me&lt;br /&gt;But, gotta keep moving on, moving on&lt;br /&gt;Fly away, break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus 2]&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye, gotta&lt;br /&gt;Take a risk, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But, I won't forget the place I come from&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change&lt;br /&gt;And break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yeps. its niceee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i'm starting to hate my layout. its too.. forget it. but i can't do anything abt it. microsoft frontpage is gone. and so is adobe ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it anyway. everything is screwed!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta get used to this bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110006216120612297?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110006216120612297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110006216120612297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110006216120612297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110006216120612297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/screw-it-man.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-110000325875890791</id><published>2004-11-09T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:27:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cayc rocks big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritually enriching.&lt;br /&gt;well, thats if you open up and allow the spirit (no not the ghosts. HOLY spirit) to come into you.. and ya.. sorta like "take over" you. or smthg. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang nice nice songs like heart of worship, i could sing of your love forever and over all the earth. i &lt;33 those songs! hurhur. bill and i were singing like one octave lower.. then we sing damn loud also. hahaa. so funny. mad peoplee! (: but i cant help it right? borrrnn to be wilddd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to gor just noww. i feel bad man. cant help him. ): sorry gor gor! but hes still as nice as ever. as sweet as the honey he collects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst!! my gor's a bumble bee. HEEHEE. x)&lt;br /&gt;hurr. but he's MINE. all you fellas go away.&lt;br /&gt;joking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's mine anyway. loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. whatever la. im being so bored. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-110000325875890791?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/110000325875890791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=110000325875890791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110000325875890791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/110000325875890791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/cayc-rocks-big-time-spiritually.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109989345872990432</id><published>2004-11-08T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T13:57:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUWHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im backk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i am BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;princess diaries2 ROCK!!&lt;br /&gt;SHARK TALE ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;*starts singing the car wash song and irritates the shit outta mo, james and ed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeeeeeeeee internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna blog anymore. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109989345872990432?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109989345872990432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109989345872990432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109989345872990432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109989345872990432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/11/muwhahahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109879105896797697</id><published>2004-10-26T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T19:44:18.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"oh no- linnette's attached again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT AGAIN LA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man! what again lar. diao. well at least now i'm not lying to myself. justin is nicee. really. (jie. sHH!)&lt;br /&gt;i cannot like see him for 3 weeks? THREE WEEKS. after his toopid o's. isn't that like SO SAD? ):&lt;br /&gt;oh and by-the-wayy, i'm gonna change my blog link (: and it WILL be password protected. for the simple fact that i HATE goddammit spammers who SPAM my board. nei nei. ask me for my passwordd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smthg bad about justin and i is that we CANNOT decide on where to go. hahaha. we always act on impulse.. but in the end will still have a jolly good time together. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was funn! i think i kinda screwed up cheerleading. thats why we didn't win. (whooops) but we WON FOR BANNERR!! first arh? i shinkk. yeapp. the games we played were DAMN GOOD. wahahhas. i cant get this score outta my head. 11-0 against 1/7 and 12-2 1/5 hahaha. 1/6 is goodd. we're better (: &lt;br /&gt;oh and guess what? 1/7 won cheerleading. why? cos they have super super magnified bimbos there. spell it with me man.. B-I-M-B-O!!!! &lt;br /&gt;lalala. its over! thank goddd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. WAITED in the RAIN for a freaking CAB. kah wan is such a bitchh!! urgh- cant stand her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*many parts missing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to entertainment centre with mitch, ade chow, elaine, ronghua, jo, jac, prissy.. yeah. then justin camee. at first only 2 people.. then wahahhas. so many. lolll. lucky i also got so many backup. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*missing again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got to tp mrt.. and finally chose a place to go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*missinggggG* hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to raffles city.. citylink. we walk walk ard.. went into hmv.. found mannyyyy nice things!! :D then went to mph. bought seventeen for jiee. prom issue. :D see im soooo nice! i think im like gonna buy her for foreverr. diao. hahaha. anyhowww. hahaha. justin and i walked to esplanade.. and to the merlion.. and to raffles mrt. many (corny) things happened on the way.. hahah. woulnt mention. and i haven't lost my first kiss. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*missingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things missing right? wanna know all? ask me online. or smthg. too laaazyy. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A DAISY ROCK GUITAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[24 days] ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109879105896797697?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109879105896797697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109879105896797697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109879105896797697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109879105896797697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-no-linnettes-attached-again-what.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109845165269631980</id><published>2004-10-22T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T21:27:32.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheerleading is SO NOT MY THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, thank god maia is OUT. that cock-eyed slutt. blegh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109845165269631980?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109845165269631980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109845165269631980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109845165269631980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109845165269631980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/10/cheerleading-is-so-not-my-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109825856908075591</id><published>2004-10-20T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:49:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layoutt! and its nicee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i've got 3 more to do.. for dearie, charissa and edwin. HEEHEE. no moree!! for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109825856908075591?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109825856908075591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109825856908075591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109825856908075591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109825856908075591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/10/new-layoutt-and-its-nicee-right.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109788942275534921</id><published>2004-10-16T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T09:17:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OFFICIALLY OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. hahahs. went out with chris &amp; edwin yesterday.. so fun!! we took neos. and edwin looks like a BEE!! bumble bee. hahaha. so cute. loll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm FREE from my BOOKS. yayy. hahahaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(jumps ard the house breaking anything breakable)&lt;br /&gt;whoops! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got legion later. and prolly going out.. AGAIN! HEEHEEHEE. YAYY. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109788942275534921?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109788942275534921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109788942275534921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109788942275534921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109788942275534921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/10/exams-are-officially-over-heeheehee.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109707317822304037</id><published>2004-10-06T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T22:32:58.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. stop.&lt;br /&gt;here's a warning. NEVER go study with marists. cos the only thing you'll be left doing is..&lt;br /&gt;laughing&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i didn't go school today. not that i didn't want to. or maybe. screw. anyhow. lucas PRETENDED to be MAX.. using ALVIN's hp to msg ME. hahah. long story. cut short: he ask me to study with him. he first said that he was alone. "he". yeah. i kinda found out smthg fishy was going on.. man i'm smart. cough. yea.. reached there. and saw luc and alvin there. they were like.. "SHE'S HERE SHE'S HERE" -yea and tts so NOT obvious huh? then i just stood there. hahaha. nvr sit. hahah. i duno whos who. so yea. i saw max. i saw alvin. and i sat down. opposite max. or would i say.. digonally. ok whatever. yea. started studying. LINNETTE IS STUDYING. &lt;br /&gt;then they were speaking in f language.. checking girls out. sadly, i UNDERSTOOD EVERY SINGLE THING THEY SAID. yea. papadums. its ij tradition to speak LG and FIFI! didn't you SILLY BOYS know? wallow in self pity and depression. yea.. it was disturbing. very. then max pushed lucas off his chair with the chair. making sense? no. it was bloody hilarious. he TRIED to break fall but.. FELL. hehhehehehh. we had warnings. lotsa them. too noisy. surprisingly, it wasn't me who was making noise. i'm so damn innocent. haha. then here comes the "funny" part. lucas wrote to me on his book:&lt;br /&gt;act cute only la.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to admit. his hand writing cannot be seen. BAD. very bad.&lt;br /&gt;then i'm like:&lt;br /&gt;yeah. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullshit personified!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then max and alvin bent over and read. haahha. they were like.. "whats personified"&lt;br /&gt;heh. sec 3 MARISTS dunno what PERSONIFIED is. save me? loll. damn funny la. then study study study.. then outta no where piak. no i din hear that. max said. burst his button. SAVE THE DETAILS. but it was bloody obscene. shant say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. the whole thing was a joke.. but its funny. hafahafa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. what a day. hahahahhah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109707317822304037?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109707317822304037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109707317822304037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109707317822304037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109707317822304037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/10/hahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109668382031914006</id><published>2004-10-02T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T10:23:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie said i'll be okay on sat.. BUT I"M NOT!! why oh whyy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid gabriel is studying and studying. now you know why im so bored. no one to ka cheow. BLEH!!! gab is toopid. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109668382031914006?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109668382031914006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109668382031914006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109668382031914006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109668382031914006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-sick-jie-said-ill-be-okay-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109646271861238799</id><published>2004-09-29T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:58:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im dyingggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coughcoughcough&lt;br /&gt;coughcoughcough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough summore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUGHCOUGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109646271861238799?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109646271861238799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109646271861238799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109646271861238799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109646271861238799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-dyingggg-coughcoughcough.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109644379010831646</id><published>2004-09-29T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:43:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It is not easily angered,&lt;br /&gt;It keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil,&lt;br /&gt;But rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trust,&lt;br /&gt;Always hopes, always perserveres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 corintians (?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i'm not in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109644379010831646?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109644379010831646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109644379010831646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109644379010831646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109644379010831646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/love-is-patient-love-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109637158019712372</id><published>2004-09-28T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T19:39:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. laughy dayy. hahahahaha. i dunno why. but YEAHH!! hahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDWIN: I WROTE YOU A SIX PAGE LONG LETTER!!!&lt;/b&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so proud of myselff (: hehehehes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109637158019712372?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109637158019712372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109637158019712372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109637158019712372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109637158019712372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109628121049382260</id><published>2004-09-27T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T18:33:30.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>paranoial. what's happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed. or just. paranoial. thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its surprising how linnette, me, can sit STILL for THREE HOURS studying. not talking. plain studying. i know, it scares me too. linnette is studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to push myself. i have to study hard. i have to do well. i cannot slack. i must study. i must study. i MUST study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop being too gay to function.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109628121049382260?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109628121049382260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109628121049382260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109628121049382260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109628121049382260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/paranoial.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109619396083022054</id><published>2004-09-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:19:20.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee. today is so bloody fun man. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank god for making my mom take the phone away. or i'd be waking up at SIX FIFTEEN in the FREAKING MORNING. thanks to mr gabriel anthony rodrigues. no wonder. last night.. so cheeky. ask him wake me up.. ok! -_- i saw that coming. so mom woke me up at... 7. yeahh. got ready and all. reached that on the dot. no one was there. wanted to get gabriel.. but im not sucha mean mei (: only afew peeps. lol. they say they go scoop tao hueyy. hahahhaha xD loll man LOLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go ard the church asking for donations. like siao ppl. then gabriel clever la. set up his own stall. and nat and i was patronizing it. loll. heck la. then study.. listen to music.. slack crack jokes... all that shit. lol. then went macs with gabriel and nat. hahah. damn funny la. i dunno what they doing also. dunno what acumilate(sp?) points.. or dunno what shit. then gabriel bought same as nat.. sausage mcmuffin w/ egg meal. lol. i bought ice lemon tea for char, got myself a hashbrown. shit la. nvr use jared's card. hahahaha. then my card left what? 10 cents. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to church.. blah blah. as usual. played with melsa's makeup.. hahahaha. then gabriel was going ard asking his stupid triangle. nvr ask mee. i'm math pro mann. (yaright) hahahaahaa. then he ask james. so funny. laugh at himself. whudda hell la. then adeline was teaching jeffery the art of scooping tao huey. ok see how bored we can get? yeah- then jerome and his shit again la. ask me abt max. he gay la he. hahahahah. ohoh. did i tell you all tt i wrote a note to each person? lolll.. oh AND GABRIEL GAVE ME SJI FOOLSCAPP!! hahahahahaha. jealous? MUAHAHAHAHAHAS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word count of GABRIEL: SEVEN. hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous yet? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109619396083022054?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109619396083022054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109619396083022054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109619396083022054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109619396083022054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109608511162090439</id><published>2004-09-25T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T12:05:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever reached a rainbow's end&lt;br /&gt;And did you find your pot of gold&lt;br /&gt;Ever catch a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;And tell me how high did you soar&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like you were dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Just to find that you're awake&lt;br /&gt;And the magic that surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;Can lift you up and guide you on your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in the stars across the sky&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt a hundred thousand dreams before&lt;br /&gt;Now I finally realize&lt;br /&gt;You see I've waited all my life for this moment to arrive&lt;br /&gt;And finally yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look out in the distance&lt;br /&gt;You see it never was that far&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh No&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows your existance&lt;br /&gt;And lead you to be everything you are&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;There's a time for every soul to fly&lt;br /&gt;It's in the eyes of every child&lt;br /&gt;It's the hope, the love that saves the world&lt;br /&gt;And ohhh we should never let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the impossible&lt;br /&gt;If I reach deep within my heart&lt;br /&gt;Overcome any obstacle&lt;br /&gt;Won't let this dream fall apart&lt;br /&gt;See I strive to be the very best&lt;br /&gt;Shine my light for all to see&lt;br /&gt;Cause anything is possible &lt;br /&gt;When you believe yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love keeps liftin me higher&lt;br /&gt;Liftin me higher&lt;br /&gt;Love keeps liftin me higher&lt;br /&gt;I said love keeps liften&lt;br /&gt;Love keeps liften me &lt;br /&gt;I said Love keeps liften &lt;br /&gt;Love keeps liften me higher&lt;br /&gt;Said love keeps liften me higher&lt;br /&gt;I said love keeps liften me high&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109608511162090439?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109608511162090439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109608511162090439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109608511162090439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109608511162090439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/have-you-ever-reached-rainbows-end-and.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109584461528142457</id><published>2004-09-22T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T17:16:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch was wierd. as usual&lt;br /&gt;saw max after sch at tp&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with friends&lt;br /&gt;realised i lost my ezlink&lt;br /&gt;stressed&lt;br /&gt;pissed&lt;br /&gt;sick&lt;br /&gt;tired of all this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109584461528142457?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109584461528142457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109584461528142457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109584461528142457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109584461528142457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/sch-was-wierd.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109567823502796626</id><published>2004-09-20T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T19:03:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh. why is everyone assuming tt i like max?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont okay. i DONT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109567823502796626?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109567823502796626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109567823502796626' 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cos i keep telling you i wanna die or smthg. who cares. bahh. hahaha. yeah anyhow, reading some of my friend's blogs.. i realise that majority of them and suffering from relationship problems. and most of them, like my cousin, turn to ME for advice. like hello, do i look like i'm experienced? what's the answer when i ask them back? yes.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. i WAS in A relationship for like.. 2-3 weeks? can't remember or more like.. can't be bothered. yeah. and it was really superficial. i was lying to him and everything. yeahh. tell you all what. the best (guys) to love are your gor gors. treasure them. like how i treasure mine. but some of them.. (like eugene pius wong) are fully shit, asses. but yeah.. its not nice if you lose a gor gor. you'll feel really empty. but you can go to your sisters. who will understand you MUCH better cos you see, they are GIRLS. haaha yeapp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning rain is pouring (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, see how bored i am? no one to entertain me. everyone is studying. exams are near. someone push me to study harder. (or maybe i need mr lui's URGEEE) hahahahha. bleghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about the the bible quiz thing.. why is everyone so agitated abt it? i mean, i totally cool abt it.. thats like only.. fair. yeahh. i bet everyone put in their best effort at it.. and its only fair that they get the "position" too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck la. just cool it ppl. COOL IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109558940539639451?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109558940539639451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109558940539639451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109558940539639451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109558940539639451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-finally-realised-how-funwierd-life.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109516894133262153</id><published>2004-09-14T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T21:35:41.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you mean if you think/assume that a guy is cute.. it would be taken as you like him?&lt;br /&gt;total retardardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world is as retarded as i am. no wonder i feel a sense of belonging. hmmm. wierd isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(linnette suddenly feels a sense of enlightenment and isn't angry anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i love this world. its SO DAMN RETARDED~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='html'>life has been so unfair to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please guide me and tell me what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109508490415030220?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109508490415030220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109508490415030220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109508490415030220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109508490415030220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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(i mean, how can you ever &lt;b&gt;ENJOY&lt;/b&gt; your holiday &lt;br /&gt;when your ex-bf keeps bugging and insulting you. that bloody f*cker.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall sum up everythingg~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;font color="#FF99CC"&gt;monday&lt;/font&gt;]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legion in the morning, shine mary shine in the evening which totally rocked!! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;font color="#FF99CC"&gt;tuesday&lt;/font&gt;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;slacked.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;font color="#FF99CC"&gt;wednesday&lt;/font&gt;]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;font color="#FF99CC"&gt;thursday&lt;/font&gt;]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming with char and mar, went to their house, got freaked out by cassy &lt;br /&gt;and patches, they came over to watch mean girls with me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;font color="#FF99CC"&gt;friday&lt;/font&gt;]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font color="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;went swimming AGAIN and wild wild wet with daddy and therese, got really &lt;br /&gt;really burnt. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, and i got back my old gorgor!! gab!!! heheex! lurbs you gor!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;and here comes the best day amongst the hols.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#FF99CC"&gt;SATURDAY!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;woke up at an ungodly time. 6 AM. gab woke me up again &lt;br /&gt;at 6.50am. went back to sleep and woke up at 7.15 hahaha. yeahh im a piggyy~ who &lt;br /&gt;cares anyway x) then went to sji. bible quiz started!! we were against &lt;br /&gt;maris(lucas' group) and cat high. we won!!! against them la ij, mshs and cat &lt;br /&gt;high: respectively, 20:15:13 yeapp. and we got through the next round!! against &lt;br /&gt;sji team1 sji team2 and sac. and guess what, &lt;font color="#FF6699"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;CHIJ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt; TP WON!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;we didn't really expect it though. thank god!! (: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;after bible quiz, went out with chris, mo, james, &lt;br /&gt;gor1(edwin) and gor2(gabriel)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupperss~ we went to eat and some uluated macs. haha. then stupid gab go take my &lt;br /&gt;sweet chilli ): that poo-er. hahahas. then later.. dunno where to go before &lt;br /&gt;choir.. james was going to gab's house. so gab ask me too. but so wierd so i say &lt;br /&gt;nvm. then we left mo and chris.. god knows what they did. i dunno why but both &lt;br /&gt;of them feel so.. fishy to me. hmmmm? hahahs. yeapp. who cares la. the rest of &lt;br /&gt;us took mrt home.. ed took to novena.. met melsaa!! haha. ohoh. gab went to the &lt;br /&gt;carriage before us.. then later damn squeezy so couldn't really find him.. but i &lt;br /&gt;still did!! :D he tall whudd. so can see. hahaa. then we reached tp!! then james &lt;br /&gt;decided to go with us.. (prolly cos of mel eh?) haaha. it was rainingg! then mel &lt;br /&gt;took out her HOT PINK umbrella. and james happily took it. hahahahaah. damn &lt;br /&gt;funny lar. then choirr. i sang solo for oh happy day. urgh. disaster.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;today, left to do my art. blehhh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;guess thats all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&amp;lt;3 my friends&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 my gors&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 choi&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 everything/everyone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;hate school&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109496661016186069?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109496661016186069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109496661016186069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109496661016186069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109496661016186069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/urghh.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109481641904166928</id><published>2004-09-10T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T19:40:19.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i start to enjoy my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one simple reason.&lt;br /&gt;i love soaking up the sun. oh and guess what. i'm burnt. i'm red. i have a nice tan. i look funny. hehhehhehehehehhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tp swimming pool yesterday with charlenee and margaret.. haha. so fun.. didn't get as tan as today!!! went to wild wild wet with daddy and therese. it rox there mann!! oh there was this cute guy who zao geng -_- not nice. but he din really have the body. hahaha. nice curly short hair. then he kept looking at me and smiling away. so scary. hahahahahah. ayah. he's cute larr (: HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bible quiz tmrr. good luck quizzes!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm becoming more mean girls. whoops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya! *muah muah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109481641904166928?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109481641904166928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109481641904166928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109481641904166928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109481641904166928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/now-i-start-to-enjoy-my-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109462680459124797</id><published>2004-09-08T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T15:00:04.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up cutting myself instead of the dammed paper. -__-&lt;br /&gt;so sian ahh.. someone save mee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109462680459124797?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109462680459124797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109462680459124797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109462680459124797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109462680459124797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109452866680394055</id><published>2004-09-07T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T11:44:26.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(yawnn) its 11:11am and i've just woke up (/yawn)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;its ALL THANKS TO LAST NIGHT'S PARTAYEE(ing) at NOVENA CHURCH. yeahh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh golly me oh my. a &lt;font size="5"&gt;REDEMTORIST PREIST ACTUALLY PLAYED HOOBASANK &lt;br /&gt;- THE REASON AS A OPENING PRAYER?!?!&lt;/font&gt; god! what's happeningg? ITS &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVENA CHURCH&lt;/u&gt; for crying out loud and its &lt;font color="#FF6699"&gt;HAPPENING!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;YEAH BABY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah anyhow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WAS SUPPOSED to HAVE DINNER with edwin.. all thanks to him who DECIDED to be &lt;br /&gt;late. (hey i'm still starving okayyy) waited for mo &amp;amp; deb. mo came.. then he &lt;br /&gt;decided to walk to novena. omg. saw so many people. audrey ho.. gillian. shit &lt;br /&gt;man!! ahha. and i was WALKING BESIDE ED! diao. i'm either dead or.. er..&amp;nbsp; i &lt;br /&gt;dunno. dead?! heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. so deb came.. and everything started. everything was fun and jumpy &lt;br /&gt;untillllllllllllllllllllll..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ADORATION. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kneel like siao siaa!! damn pain. then after tt couldn't stand. haha. whole leg &lt;br /&gt;numbb. lols. then the priest said that those with eye problems would be cured. &lt;br /&gt;then i look at ed. then back pain during exercise then i look at mo. hahahahha. &lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6" color="#FF9966"&gt;ONE WAY, JESUS!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT I COULD LIVE FOR!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7" color="#FF0000"&gt;shine mary shine ROX~!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109452866680394055?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109452866680394055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109452866680394055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109452866680394055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109452866680394055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/yawnn-its-1111am-and-ive-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109436281069534482</id><published>2004-09-05T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T13:40:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fugging hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haiya do i look like i will tell others your secrets? actually, i keep with me the darkest secrets" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of you may only think that this is only a -line- but fugging hell, it means more than words to me. when i tell you smthg that i clearly specified is a DARK SECRET, you jolly well keep it in your fugging brain and on your ass. just fart out everything on your blog right? i told you that i DO NOT want ANYone to know. so i THOUGHT you were my GOOD/CLOSE friend and i can keep my fugging secrets with you. oh fug man. no. you happily write how bad i'm cheating on my guy. ya like is it any of your fugging business how i fugging hell i'm treating my bf? i DO know my fugging limits okay. oh linnette is such a meanie. SO WHAT? its ME i know what the fug i'm doing. and i'd appreciate it if you don't fug ard here poking your fugging nose into my personal fugging business okay. fine now. as a friend, i've lost all my trust in you. THANKS A LOT for exposing me darn secret. and now cos of you.. i HAVE to. not that i WANT to. breakup with him. THANKS. you stupid fugging piece of blasted shit.&lt;br /&gt;fug off. stupid fugging fugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. now that i've got it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;[jie] if you're reading this. (whooopppss) yes i DO have a bf. heh. don't tell mummy k. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. mo james ed binni marc and all are --finallyy-- back frm OBS. read their blogs. haha. damn funny. esp ed's. laugh until can cry. still dare to say prank call me huhhh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohh. and we received a new score yesterday!!! oh mannn. damn nicee!! hahaa. but the alto part suxx. *crosses fingers* mona!! put me in sop for that! hahahaha. so funn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blegh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna go with me to p&amp;w at novena tmrr? &lt;br /&gt;pweety pweeseee?&lt;br /&gt;its at 7. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109436281069534482?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109436281069534482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109436281069534482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109436281069534482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109436281069534482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/fugging-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109421294080357614</id><published>2004-09-03T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T20:02:20.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry!!! haven't been updating. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. so many things to write. no time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109421294080357614?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109421294080357614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109421294080357614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109421294080357614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109421294080357614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/09/sorry-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109376350390959619</id><published>2004-08-29T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T17:38:11.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was TOTALLY funn (: HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at. 7 plus.. got ready and all. dad came and pick me and jo up at 0830. reached st michael's church just in time for mass. saw sji crossing the bridge.. yeapp. they were late. so a WHOLEE bunch of the sji "army" came in. lols. charissa came in late too. apparently, she "got lost" hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;mass was kinda okayy and all. yepp. damn funny. esp the recessional hymnn. its the sister act songg. nice song. BAD singing. really. hahaha its like. "cherubimm~ seraphimm~" then the whole day i was singing tt, irritating peeps HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;after mass. we had FOOD!! damn hungry. but din eat anything.. hung ard with my legionaries.. sing songs walk ard take photos scream here scream there. loll. curia was at 11. mo was LAGGINGG. hahaha. didnt really pay attention lar. who caress?!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with mo ed chris.. then we waited for gideon mr ang shaun and reuban. took bus with them to tp. gideon seemed unhappy. dunno why also. lols. ed mo chris and i went to entertainment centre mac's to wait for james.. waited.. waited.. and waited.. and he finally came. (when mo called him to hurry him.. saying tt macs manager is looking for him. man, he's gullible. hahahah) so silly. then we got FOOD!! 20 pcs nuggets. shared. i had.. 3. yeahh. haha. then.. PLAYING TIME!! hahaha. yes. we poured all the sauces tgt into the box. and added ice. and tissue paper. hahaha. damn funnyy. then we leftt! as we were walkingg, they were singing like mad peeps. damn funny. then we went to some shop with the manequeen(sp?) and took photos. ok. im gonna upload it k.. see it in my  photo album. haha. yepp. then to hdb hub.. scared mo by standing behind the glass pannel. hahaha. should've seen his reaction. DAMN FUNNY. hahahahahahaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to townn. got to townn. went to ceni. walked 3 times up and down. thx to james. tt blither. went back. ed squeezed into the mrt and we couldnt go in. (prolly thx to mo lar) hahaha. then yeah. chris left.. then reached tp. mo and james ran off w/o me. thx a lot! dotss. then yeah. got to choir. sang oh happy day. had a REALLY bad headeach. almost died. ): then yeah. didnt really SING for mass. murmured. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. i think thats about it. today was boring. yepp. okidees. thats all from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodleoos!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109376350390959619?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109376350390959619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109376350390959619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109376350390959619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109376350390959619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/yesterday-was-totally-funn-hurhur-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109353223614599922</id><published>2004-08-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:58:47.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE BENJAMIN EIO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109353223614599922?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109353223614599922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109353223614599922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109353223614599922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109353223614599922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-love-benjamin-eio.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109341453869669360</id><published>2004-08-25T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T15:04:48.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently, doctors at KK hospital canNOT diagnose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. what's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7.15am] needle-like prickling sensation on foot, cannot walk.&lt;br /&gt;[7.45am] hand cannot move&lt;br /&gt;[8.15am] left side of my body numb, cannot move&lt;br /&gt;[8.20am] lao shi went to call my house, thinking mom is at home -_- so my aunt called my mom&lt;br /&gt;[8.55am] mom came&lt;br /&gt;-lost time count-&lt;br /&gt;then went to tp polyclinic&lt;br /&gt;waited.. and waited.. and waited.. AND WAITED.&lt;br /&gt;doc saw.. reffered me to kk.&lt;br /&gt;went home&lt;br /&gt;ate&lt;br /&gt;changed&lt;br /&gt;go to kk's CHILDREN(wtf!!) A&amp;amp;E&lt;br /&gt;its called. EMERGENCY but took so freaking long. DOTS.&lt;br /&gt;65 bucks to wait, sit on a farting chair, aircon, screams and most exciting of all, KID'S CENTRAL! -_- blabbberrr. and the nurse at the counter was like.. "ok. you'll be finee. mummy go and park car k.. you sit down there guai guai wait k" WA LIAO! i wanted to SMACK HER CANN! im not a THREE YEAR OLD. i'm thirTEEENNNNNN for heaven's sake? my age already says that im a TEEN. not a freaking KIDDO(what gareth calls me.. bahh!) and when she asled for my age, EMPHASIZED TEEN. i was like.. "i'm ALREADY thirTEEN" and she doesn't get my point. and you. reading this. stop laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at around.. 2.30pm they called my number. stupid doc cannot diagnose me again. go call shift doc. even worse. ask me to walk.. see if i can walk on a straight line. HELLOO? I'M NOT A MODELL. not planning to be. CANNOT be. then ask me go out.. talk to my mom. haha. duno what they say. go take medicine. they gave me VITAMIN SYRUP FOR ME TO HAVE A BETTER DIET. WTFF? want me to grow fatter is it? siaogelaosai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rested at home. then tuition. bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow.. yes. i'm still sick. having fever too. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. about my previous post.. i guess it was on impulse.. but i really meant what i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[allester] er. dunno if its really you on my tag board. btw. a lot of peeps read my blog you know? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. all of you prayyy for me kaes? need lotsa prayers noww. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;lurbs all of cheww.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109341453869669360?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109341453869669360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109341453869669360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109341453869669360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109341453869669360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/apparently-doctors-at-kk-h_109341453869669360.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109314768688488418</id><published>2004-08-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T12:08:06.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno if you'll be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;but here's what i wanna say to you, to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i admit. i &lt;em&gt;DO&lt;/em&gt; like allester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know he wants to concentrate on his studies. and does not want to get into a relationship. but am i asking for one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've only know him for a few months and have not met him.&lt;br /&gt;and haven't been talking to him online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other guys have been asking me. but i turn them down. cos i know in my heart, there's only you. and i don't wanna cheat on them. i know you probably don't feel the same way as i do. you prolly feel that i'm irritating/bitchy when i talk to you.. but i'm just trying.. trying to communicate with you more.. trying to get to know you better. but i don't think anything's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm wrong. maybe i'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just wanna say that it will be hard getting over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; allester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109314768688488418?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109314768688488418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109314768688488418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109314768688488418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109314768688488418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-dunno-if-youll-be-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109314454169593025</id><published>2004-08-22T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T11:24:23.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i so do love oh happy day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to sing for 7am mass today. james did it for mee. thankooss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when jie was doing the psalm.. and i was stoning.. looking at what mark ooi, stephen and mona were doing.. some survey thinge.. yeah. then stephen was like&lt;br /&gt;"eh linnette, i want you and your sister to try for the oh happy day solo parts ah"&lt;br /&gt;me: "huhhh. whyy how cannn?"&lt;br /&gt;stephen: "whatt huh. can do"&lt;br /&gt;mona: "yeahh! what do you mean by what huh. just try"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. screw lar. now -i- have to try. and some of you may be coming to see us perform. howwW? AT ESPLANADE CANN? (outside) esplanade that is. but still!! there will be LOADS AND LOADS of peeps looking cann? poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109314454169593025?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109314454169593025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109314454169593025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109314454169593025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109314454169593025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-so-do-love-oh-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109306043243805278</id><published>2004-08-21T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T11:53:52.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleh. dun wanna go fer cath class.&lt;br /&gt;feel damn sian today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;someone save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109306043243805278?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109306043243805278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109306043243805278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109306043243805278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109306043243805278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109300396504492789</id><published>2004-08-20T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T20:20:11.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whee! what a fun dayy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school] eh, nothing much happened in school.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;first peroid: english. hahahaha. tri's group showed their video.. which was DAMN FUNNY! haha. cos it showed mo. i was laughing like crazy. ahahhaa. so funn. and his actions. oh mann. hahahahh (: *grins*&lt;br /&gt;yeah. thats all.. ONLY FIRST PEROID. oh yahh, and all though today, manda tried using my shaver to shape her eyebrows. ahhaha. cannot make it la shee. dots.&lt;br /&gt;we begged ms gooi to let us off early. and thinking tt nat would already be waiting for me. noo. i waited for her.. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERE: THE FUN STARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;took 132 to far east and walked to pac plaza. hoo. 132 goes to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;SJI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!!! HEEHEE. but din see anyone i knoww. blabber. haha. okk. anyhoee. yeahh. went to the roxy ship.. saw this really pink bitchy wallet. 55. ahh.. FORGET IT! waste my $ on tt bitchy thing. so we headed down to wisma.. nat got me a cross (: thanks girll! but I LOST IT OMG KILL MEE!!! ): i was quite slow.. took some neos at heeren. haha. then we wrote on one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; SJI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MSHS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;! hahahaha. yeahh. and i pasted it on the album cover.. so if anyone of you all go there to take neos, REMEMBER TO SEE!! its niceee~ haha. then walked ard. we were talking abt sji and mshs WHENN I SAID : "oo. a bunch of marists! do i know them?" (sudden pause, mouth open dropped plastic bag ) (turned back to nat) OMG ITS LUCAS AND THE REST!! OMG OMG OMG. IS THAT ALLESTERR? DO YOU SEE HIM??? OMG OMG OMGGG" (runs to escalator) (runs down) (hurts ankle) GRR. see la &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos of you, i got myself hurt ): see allester. see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;harr. then yeahh. sat down. so pain. still pain. then walk walk ard. haha. so fun so fun. (so boredd) eh. i forgot. then yeah. we were crapping.. waited for mo.. walked to somerset mrt.. then went to church with mo. harr. din sing.. cos was late.. and leg damn pain as well. so yeahh. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess thats all. did i forget anything nat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109300396504492789?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109300396504492789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109300396504492789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109300396504492789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109300396504492789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/whee-what-fun-dayy-in-school-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109290859553256444</id><published>2004-08-19T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T17:43:15.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layoutt!! (: BLACK. hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd things happened todayy. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;FACIAL HAIR SHAVERS were sold in class at 5 bucks. so cheap. so i buy lor. shave jie's hair.. murhurhurhurr. then during cheena, ari took it and BZZZZ shaved away 1/2 her eyebrow. omgg. we were all laughing our ass off lorr. damn funny. hahaha. so cute man tt girl. haaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. gor cant go out with mummy and i tmr. so sadd. ): he got tuitionn. wthh? hmphh. ): at least he tried callingg (: harr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all fer now i guess. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109290859553256444?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109290859553256444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109290859553256444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109290859553256444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109290859553256444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-layoutt-black.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109281831668954064</id><published>2004-08-18T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T16:38:36.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waitress: hi, welcome to mOsenald's. may i help you?&lt;br /&gt;costumer: *scans menu*&lt;br /&gt;waitress: sir, would you like to try our new mo meal? it comes with a free goreng pixiang&lt;br /&gt;costumer: oh, i see. i'll take one set then. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;waitress: thank you, enjoy your meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109281831668954064?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109281831668954064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109281831668954064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109281831668954064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109281831668954064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/waitress-hi-welcome-to-mosenalds.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109273088621674333</id><published>2004-08-17T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T16:21:26.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. ahha. last entry. hahaha. ok nthh to sayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, MANY of you read my blog huhh? i thought only have a few. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so everyone -thinks-- that they know.. no you don't know. full stop. peroid. and its going around that jerome and i are getting it on.. ahhh, no we arn't. so the whole church knows.. the choir.. blah blah blah. pls don't spread it in school or anywhere else. please, i still DO want my REPUTATION.. jerome, me. just no click. thankyou. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;watched then blast their way through the air at 8 on sunday at my cousin's house. beautiful. yes i want my first bf to bring me there. or whoever who wants to woo me. heh. (starts to count the number of guys i'm lying to) just bring me go watch fireworks. DANG there you go. you've won me over. (ahem ahem, of course taking into other considerations. if someone like er.. geovenn? sorry dudee. try HARDER. really. getting me isn't as easy as it looks. yes i DO have a bf test. murhurhur. they ARE difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i look for:&lt;br /&gt;- at least a bit of looks?&lt;br /&gt;- catholic&lt;br /&gt;- musical talent (sing/instrument)&lt;br /&gt;- sji/mshs/ri&lt;br /&gt;- someone who doesn't mind me spending a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;- and doh. someone who's romantic&lt;br /&gt;- creative in the way you propose to me. hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaayyy. yes i have high standards.. thats not all. still got a whole list of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the must do thing i wanna do in life is: kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann. so cooll~ hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm mad. back to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109273088621674333?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109273088621674333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109273088621674333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109273088621674333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109273088621674333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109245356179854793</id><published>2004-08-14T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T11:19:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't ask how my birthday went. blabber.&lt;br /&gt;bullshit personified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. last night was damn funn~ THANKS JEROME!! (yes, the jerome from my choir) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he, cleverly asked me to meet him at 1815 and not to be late.. in the end, i had to wait for 25 mins. toopid pigg.&lt;br /&gt;then the whole night, my skirt was dropping. lol.. hahaha. whooops~ didn't wear belt larrr. yes, i GOT MY TOPSHOP SKIRT!! murhurhurhurhurrr. then jerome ask me to use his shoe laces. DOTT!! hahaha. so lamee. then the whole night he's been asking me to smilee. hahaha. WEI! YOU DEPRIVED OF MY SCHWEEETT~ SMILEEE AHH!? hahahaha. rotflmao. took mrt to raffles place and walked to victoria theater. haha. so funnyy. then i pointed to a bull.. then told jerome tt he looks like thatt. haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert started.. haha. during the concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we were ahha. damn close.. skin against skin. get what i mean? yeah.. haha. then we were msging.. whenever i msg, he would lean over to see. and his hair and mine will touch.. it was quite funny actuallyyy.. or would i say, superficial. dunno. -shrugs-  then we were whispering stuff to each other.. yeah.. was damnn close. hahahah. then there were times we caught each others eyes.. then i'll start giggling. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concertt. took mrt back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and jeome sent me home. it was really funny actually.. i was leaning on the glass thinge.. then he was opposite me.. then he came over beside me... then we talked and talked. again, damn close. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and my skirt was still dropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; yepp. then he walked me homee. talked more.. eye contact again... then toddles. ahha. no, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he didn't do anything he wasn't supposed to do. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, come to think of it, jerome is not as bad i thought he was.. haha. can be a really romantic guy.  (*cough) haha. he's been nice to me. haahaha. not really pai kia.. he's.. nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jerome nicholas anthony, you pigelaosai. if you ever read this, don't say i never compliment you k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. cos i've been insulting him the whole nightt. then he's been complimenting me.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry geovenn. for breaking your heart. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109245356179854793?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109245356179854793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109245356179854793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109245356179854793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109245356179854793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/dont-ask-how-my-birthday-went.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109221763363256088</id><published>2004-08-11T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T17:47:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ho. i finallyy am updatingg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tmr's my bdaee! presents ready? (; *winkk hehhehaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;past few day's been quite tragicc. got TWO dates. urgh. yes, this suckks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-manage to drag prisilla and kristie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-met geovenn at burger king for lunch (apparently, he came quite fast. heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-went to topshop, stupid asses wanted to pang seh me. then didn't manage to buyy anything. blahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-walked around (ohh, did i mention i saw marissa? oh shitt!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-then saw charmaine (mom's friend daughter. OH SHIT AGAIN!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;went to heeren to buy hairband and some badges.. geovenn paid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-bought james' prezzie from 77th street. damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-kristie got me a pair of earrings. thankss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-got into mrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-geovenn didn't do anything funny to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yepp that's my FRIST DATE. 11th august 2004; after school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;second "date" with someone else on 13th august 2004; 1815&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109221763363256088?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109221763363256088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109221763363256088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109221763363256088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109221763363256088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/ho.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109169061077516014</id><published>2004-08-05T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T15:23:30.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;some people just can't get a darn life. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;anyhow, this rubbish won't get in my way.. i'm still happyy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;going out on sunday for "birthday lunch" with my familyy. then going to get my LEVI'S SKIRT!!! bwahahhahaha!!! (: so happpyy. then shop shop shoppp!! shopping rocks man (: hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tuesday going out again.. legion in the morning. then lunch and moviee (: maybe chiong k box. lol&lt;br /&gt;P.S: ed tell me which movie you wanna watch kaee.. or we go chiong k box.. i pay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;life seems like a dream sometimes.. other times, a night mare. life's being good to me now. and i thank God for giving me you. cos you brighten up my day. you're always there when i need you the most. you're there to comfort me whenever i'm down. you're the only one that is able to console me when i feel like falling and giving up on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;[you're the meaning in my life, the pot of gold over the rainbow]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i'm happy (:&lt;br /&gt;and i love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109169061077516014?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109169061077516014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109169061077516014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109169061077516014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109169061077516014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/some-people-just-cant-get-darn-life.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109161601247755745</id><published>2004-08-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:40:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;3 mah gor gor (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109161601247755745?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109161601247755745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109161601247755745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109161601247755745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109161601247755745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-3-mah-gor-gor.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109136636142879181</id><published>2004-08-01T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T21:19:21.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love me/hate me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i -finallyy- got my [2nd] earholee. whee!! arn't you happy fer me? k whatever. i'm going so so mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1020.&lt;br /&gt;went to st anne's for mass again&lt;br /&gt;lunch at st anne's funfair&lt;br /&gt;went to wisma&lt;br /&gt;got my ear pierced&lt;br /&gt;spent $100.30 on ears (:&lt;br /&gt;shopped ard wisma&lt;br /&gt;got home&lt;br /&gt;slacked&lt;br /&gt;slacked&lt;br /&gt;and slackeddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at ----&lt;br /&gt;msged chris and all.. blah blah blahh.&lt;br /&gt;left the house at 1325 for sji&lt;br /&gt;waited for a damn cab till 1330&lt;br /&gt;reached sji at 1335 (whoo thats fast!!)&lt;br /&gt;got lost in sji&lt;br /&gt;finally got to the cenecle&lt;br /&gt;slacked&lt;br /&gt;curia started quite late&lt;br /&gt;curia was okay&lt;br /&gt;ended at ard 1530&lt;br /&gt;waited with chris in sji canteen till 1550&lt;br /&gt;walked out&lt;br /&gt;waited for james/mo/ed/mr ang till like.. 1645 OUTSIDE SJI beside the damn drain&lt;br /&gt;took 153 to toa payoh with them&lt;br /&gt;went for choir&lt;br /&gt;was late&lt;br /&gt;choir was damn slack&lt;br /&gt;sang for mass&lt;br /&gt;mass ended&lt;br /&gt;hanged ard church with them (sji peeps)&lt;br /&gt;asked me to go TOMSON for dinner&lt;br /&gt;had jamming so din go&lt;br /&gt;ended up talking to steph goh and not eating dinner&lt;br /&gt;jamming started&lt;br /&gt;ended at 2215&lt;br /&gt;came online&lt;br /&gt;din blog. heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. thats all (:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a happy girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109136636142879181?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109136636142879181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109136636142879181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109136636142879181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109136636142879181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/08/love-mehate-me-i-finallyy-got-my-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109108617362679033</id><published>2004-07-29T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T15:29:33.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'> </title><content type='html'>no more hopes fer mah a1 ):&lt;br /&gt;says it all man. i'm stupidly hopeless. neheyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still got ed ain't i?? :D&lt;br /&gt;so nicee. stayed with me last night till 12 plus.. and he was sickk. so sweet right?? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 yaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. back to sciencee. i think mr tang is like gonna kill me BIG TIME when he reads my definition of the division of labour.. i tell you, everything went like, BLANKK when the paper camee. so scared.. i'm really stressed up.. or i'm stressing myself up. i realllyyy wanna get an a1 for sci.. studied so hard kk. but&amp;nbsp; i think its going down the drain. ): compiled my notes for nothingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one understands ): &lt;br /&gt;no one's there for me ):&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how i feel ):&lt;br /&gt;no one loves me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was reallyy fun! har har. disturbed ms neo as usual.. drew "her" on the board. then she rub off. ): so evilll!! she come and tickle me summoree. harhar. then she say if i'll be a good girl, she'll get me my bdae prezzie. so i quickly ran back to my seat and did mah work. loll!! then i disrurb again. then she say dun gimmie liao. nehh. f.o.s lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap crap crap. chinese sucked as usual. lao shi didn't allow any one of us to drink water. but&amp;nbsp;tri and i did.. like SO MUCH!! haha. when she turned back and all. the excitement killss mann! kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to look for mrs tan. bleh, not thereee. so went to novena(hallmark) with jo and rong hua.. got the minutes book from mari.. then jo bought me mah bdae prezzie and i bought her's (: har har.. GOT MY PENCIL BOXX!!! har har! thanks girll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth else to sayy. &lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109108617362679033?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109108617362679033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109108617362679033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109108617362679033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109108617362679033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post_29.html' title=' '/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109091581290016929</id><published>2004-07-27T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T16:10:12.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'> </title><content type='html'>What a day!&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was almost late for school. Hahaha.. First peroid.. LIT!! Wheee. So fun. Did mah essay (which wasn't that good) Gonna redo it anyhow. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;After double Lit, Math. MRS TAN IS PMSING!! Like, TOTALLYY. Bleghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was damn funn~ Haha. Ms Neo let us present. I didn't do cos I didn't prepare.. Lolll. So I kept laughing. LOL!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cheena.. BLAH BLAH BLAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEX AND SEXUALITYY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had a debate.. WITH NO RESULTS. Lol. My group was the opposition side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic: Should girls go for younger guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhh~ NO!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we crapped like shit during discussion. (AS USUAL) Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After school, stayed with Rach to wait for her mom till around 3.. Yeapp. Then her mom gave me a lift home. THANKSS!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm here, crapping the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shit &lt;/span&gt;outta you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I LOVE YOU~ &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;everyone that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109091581290016929?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109091581290016929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109091581290016929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109091581290016929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109091581290016929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post_27.html' title=' '/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109072335333167772</id><published>2004-07-25T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T10:42:33.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'> </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a hypocrite you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, now he claims that his friends did it. Admit it. Whereas, no evidence given. Sorry but I don't take lip service. Want me to believe you? Prove it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who cares anyway, I've gotten over this crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Poot. Not able to talk to my gor gor today. Saddening siaa? &lt;br /&gt;You! Sick still wanna go for training. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blehs. Wonder what I'm gonna do today. I WANNA GO GET MY BDAE PREZZIES!!!!! My Levi's skirt and my camera!! (: &lt;br /&gt;Murhurhurhurhurrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someone bring me out? (:&lt;/p&gt;[ lets get rEetaRRdedDD!!! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109072335333167772?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109072335333167772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109072335333167772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109072335333167772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109072335333167772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title=' '/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109068038211363692</id><published>2004-07-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T23:00:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAGICC!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm finally happy. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No, not because of what happened today. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today in particular is a TRAGIC day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shall I blog about it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finee. i will. (i'm tired of being nice and proper. who cares lar)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hereeee goes._____________________________________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woke up at 0550 cos of the rain. then i thought of ponning the stupid leadership prog. blahh. then slept back and woke up at 0720 lol. rushed and all.. reached school at ard 8 i think.. when im supposed to be at the school hall at like.. 0745? loll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stupid programmes started. *tried* to msg ed but apparently, his phone had no batt. blahh. then yaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(and the tragic part starts----)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i recieved a call from ----. then i picked up.. but my phone HANGED. lollll!! so i couldnt be bothered to call back. so i msged instead (helloo~ im in SCHOOL!! i cant CALLL) diaooo. (learnt this from binni) LOL kk. back to the STORYY!~ ya.&amp;nbsp;the convo was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"err im in school. why did you call??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"oh, i've been wanting to tell you something for a long time"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"er.. ok? then why must you call?? sms can rightt?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"ok.. here goes.. i've been having a crush on you for&amp;nbsp;a long time"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-meanwhileeee-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm like.. oh shit panic panic. dunno what to reply.. then adeline type&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*some text missing*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"dont send me anymore msg.. i hate u"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"ERRR HUHH?? I DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING!!!"&amp;nbsp; -_-;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"so u wanna be my stead"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-meanwhileeeeee-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OH SHIT!! ADELINE!! HOW!!!! AHHH!!!! ok this is NOT happening. ----! ARE YOU BLIND??!!!?!?! WHUDDAHELL??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and he used STEAD.. i mean, to me, its like TOTALLY not romantic. im not playing hard to get.. but yaa! stead is such an unsincere word! yar. anyhow.. if you really did FELL IN LOVE WITH ME (coughcoughcoughcough) at least.. find a NICE and ROMANTIC way to ask la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to&amp;nbsp;---- if youre reading this: sorry. but yes.. im a girl with high expectations.. and sorry but you're not there yett. something is lacking.. musical talent. although you CAN sing.. but you er.. can't play an instrument? sorry if i broke your heart or something.. but i am already going on with someone else. i know you're gonna hate me for this. hehh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ya. thats the tragic part. andddd, i wanna thank all mah lobbahlyee fwens who were there for mee~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[nat] thanks darlingG!! i love youu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[charrr] thanks for hearing me bitch!! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;last but not least&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;[EDWIN LOW W J]&lt;/span&gt; for always being there for meee. changing meee~ thanks for everything gor gor! owe you many many. (: &lt;3 you loaddddss~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(sorry if i didn't mention your name.. but i still love youu!! )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*muahs*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109068038211363692?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109068038211363692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109068038211363692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109068038211363692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109068038211363692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/tragicc.html' title='TRAGICC!!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109032420073753867</id><published>2004-07-20T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:02:58.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired of living</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is it me, or me? &lt;br /&gt;(Wait, am I making any sense?) &lt;br /&gt;Apparently, not. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Tired of living. Yes I am. &lt;br /&gt;I worry about nothing all day. &lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Just like my sister, I haven't been able to talk much. &lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The same old stories came back haunting me last night. I couldn't sleep. I don't wanna lose you like how I lost ______ and ________. I'm tired to love. I did try. I've had enough. I've been hurt too many times to be emotional again. Tears stunk my eyes as I dreamt. I don't wanna live no more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there. Thanks for listening. Thanks for everything. &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you now, later, forever. &lt;br /&gt;But if it must, let it be soon. I don't wanna be kept in the dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you see my white flag? &lt;br /&gt;I've surrendered to continue living this life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109032420073753867?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109032420073753867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109032420073753867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109032420073753867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109032420073753867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/tired-of-living_109032420073753867.html' title='tired of living'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-109023509718245645</id><published>2004-07-19T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T19:04:57.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>Is it me, or is it blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post arn't SHOWING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-109023509718245645?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/109023509718245645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=109023509718245645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109023509718245645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/109023509718245645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108998299512422155</id><published>2004-07-16T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T21:08:17.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy girlll~</title><content type='html'>I am a happy girl. A very very very happy girl. A girl who &lt;strong&gt;loves everyone especially Ed (no evil thoughts) and Charissa (no evil thoughts). &lt;/strong&gt;Tee hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE BOUGHT ME THE TIE!!! (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MURHURHURHUR. I AM SO HAPPYYYY~!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108998299512422155?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108998299512422155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108998299512422155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108998299512422155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108998299512422155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/happy-girlll.html' title='happy girlll~'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108990198184985052</id><published>2004-07-15T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T22:33:01.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>Just rushed my Literature. Ed is checking it for me. Thankies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried changing the template this afternoon. Failed. Apperantly, the format came out inverted. Grr. Wasted my &lt;em&gt;precious&lt;/em&gt; time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm a happy girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;I lobbahs Ed &amp; Charis (: Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;They decided to split the cost of the SJI tie and badge. And get it as mah bdae prezzie (: Murhurhurhurhur. Gonna get it tmw (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait. Just CAN'T!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D (: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108990198184985052?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108990198184985052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108990198184985052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108990198184985052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108990198184985052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/happy.html' title='HAPPY!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108962810263784061</id><published>2004-07-12T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T18:28:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boringg</title><content type='html'>Hate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish our christmas prac will start REALLY soon. Cos we'll have to go back to church like almost everyday. Butt, its damn fun. Playing ard with friends and all. Ahhhh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been mundane. Life always is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I gonna have my b'day prezzie soon. The new Levi's skirt and the 6610 camera ((: In case you dopes don't know, my birthday is on 12th Aug. Hint. MURHURHUR. Andddd. I *MAY* be having a BBQ and *MAY* be inviting ALL CHOIR MEMBERS + FRIENDS. Sooo, keep yourself free on 14th. The Sunday after my REAL b-day. (: RSVP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have my wishlist up k? :D:D MURHURHURR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108962810263784061?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108962810263784061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108962810263784061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108962810263784061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108962810263784061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/boringg.html' title='boringg'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108936338998016939</id><published>2004-07-09T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T16:56:36.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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Haven't been updating. Quite busy with class things.. School work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt;. I mean, &lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt;, to update on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;- I got a sock twinnie (: alles[ter]2 Heeheeheee.&lt;br /&gt;- Elections today. (Legion)&lt;br /&gt;  Choices:&lt;br /&gt;VP- Cassy&lt;br /&gt; S- Mari&lt;br /&gt;AS- Jelly&lt;br /&gt; T- ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Mari said that she voted me as AS(asst. secetry)&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. I don't think I can make itt.. I can't possibly follow my sister's footsteps can I? She's likee WAYYY far better than me for cry out loudd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHH. Nothing to say. Byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108928959642586625?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108928959642586625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108928959642586625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108928959642586625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108928959642586625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-updating.html' title='I&apos;m updating!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108891073376148669</id><published>2004-07-04T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T11:12:13.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back (:</title><content type='html'>Yesh. This wittle git you see here is back. Missed me? I'm sure you have (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I can only "waste"(as what Mom says) &lt;strong&gt;FIFTEEN&lt;/strong&gt; minutes of my &lt;em&gt;"precious"&lt;/em&gt; time on the comp. So I realllyyy have NO mood to update.&lt;br /&gt;Extreme apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was SO fun (:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10&lt;br /&gt;Cath class, which was a total bore at 2&lt;br /&gt;Choir at 4 which was REALLLYYYYY funny (: (all the William Hung shit LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Mass at 6, funny also (Jie cantored!! Great job done btw)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with band people at 7+. (And they made me the band manager)&lt;br /&gt;Made our way to the studio (Rode on Stephen's car, read this "mini" book by Natalie SO CUTEE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Reached the studio at around 8. The previous peeps took 15 minutes to get out.(A rather uluated place with many muds)&lt;br /&gt;Then this little boy came in and said, "Ok, the four strings one is the BASS AH. And the six strings one is the ELECTRIC ah. Anything dunno can call me hor." Bloody shit! Do we look bloody stupid to you?! -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;Then we started. I sang. Bleh. I think I sounded terrible. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;Vincent came, Shirlene came. MORE SINGERS! Wheeee. &lt;br /&gt;Then blah blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONEE! Not all songs. But, we made the best outta our limited time. Yepp. &lt;br /&gt;When my sis and I came out, there were 3 muds waiting already. They were mumbling some shit. Then I told myself," Wanna complain say aloud la! Don't mumble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, cleaned up, used com.&lt;br /&gt;SLEPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Talked,&lt;br /&gt;Talked,&lt;br /&gt;And talked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108891073376148669?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108891073376148669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108891073376148669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108891073376148669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108891073376148669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/back.html' title='back (:'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108882701416896266</id><published>2004-07-03T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T11:59:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a Linnette&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts success&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part ambition&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part beauty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lovability&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108882701416896266?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108882701416896266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108882701416896266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108882701416896266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108882701416896266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/07/make-me.html' title='Make a me'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108860390380407125</id><published>2004-06-30T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T21:58:23.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala</title><content type='html'>Guitars! (:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing better in life than wonderful guitars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108860390380407125?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108860390380407125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108860390380407125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108860390380407125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108860390380407125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/06/lala.html' title='Lala'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108841704352748653</id><published>2004-06-28T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T18:04:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School, again</title><content type='html'>Okay, school wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Surprisingly, no scoldings. (:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6. My alarm clock didn't ring/call. Probably over slept. Hahahas. Lazed around and all cos' sis was supposed to wake up first. Yep. All the necessary stuff done. As usual, Mom drove us to school. Reached school, saw Adeline, Nat and Amanda. For some wierd reason, Nat and Amanda thought I looked good. -_- That's a bit DUR. Morning assembly was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and boring. As usual. First period. Kang Lao came in. Shifted the table into 3s. So we happily thought that we were gonna sit like that. Then she said,"Hao, xian zai pai liang ge liang ge""ran hou, zuo hui yuan wei" Then all of us were like, O_O|||   We were totally cursing her lor. Bloody hell. &gt;.&lt; Then 2nd peroid. Math. Got a new teacher. Mrs Shaaron Tan. She is BLOODY HELL LAME! I mean like. Her jokes are not remotely funny? But we just er, laugh. To give her some face lar. Mrs Chua didn't say anything!! Wtf. So "sad". We'd rather prefer her lor. Blegh. Ms Liem's lesson. As usual, we crapped.. And crapped.. AND CRAPPED (: Hahahaha. We kept laughing and laughing. Ohoh. And I msged her this morning. Then during assembly, she gave me that DUR look. WTH?! Lol. She took my "petition" idea thing and told it to the class -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Crapped with Charissa and friends. Ya. Then. Mr Tang's lesson. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE LOOKS LIKE BARNEY FROM FLINSTONES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SWEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; XD &lt;br /&gt;Miss Neo's lesson. Oh good grief? What the HELL did she do to her hair?? Its likee.. BRUNETTE with LOCKS?! So we kept calling her BRULOCK lolol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting and all. Allocucio(sp?) was COOL! Cassy and Clara shared. SO NICE(: Now we're all &lt;em&gt;SPIRITUALLY HIGH&lt;/em&gt; Lololollll!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a nerd. I don't know why. But I do. Loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Can you get your phone line quickly? Can't you see I'm &lt;em&gt;DYING&lt;/em&gt;?! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108841704352748653?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108841704352748653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108841704352748653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108841704352748653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108841704352748653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/06/school-again.html' title='School, again'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108831693074687209</id><published>2004-06-27T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T14:16:53.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEH.</title><content type='html'>I-AM-SO-DEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow. Homework is all around the place. Feck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Off to mug. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108831693074687209?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108831693074687209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108831693074687209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108831693074687209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108831693074687209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/06/bleh.html' title='BLEH.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108818186204165002</id><published>2004-06-25T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T00:51:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN!</title><content type='html'>AHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't believe what happened. &lt;br /&gt;Went to my mom's place, did the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thing which took me like, 2 hours? And the effing computer blacked out. Then I was like, "MOM!!! THE #^%$ STUPID COMP BLACKED OUT!!" Then I was cursing the stupid thing. But now I got it all done. Poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my mom's place.. Took bus 56 to church. (Stole a pretty white rose from mom) ((:&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and all. Did mass (: Next week devotion ): Then after all, walked with Marc to the bus stop. Talked on the way.. Then I realised that my cousin passed. SO SHIT. But nevermind. It seems as if whenever/where ever I'm with Marc, someone in my family appears. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so darn bored. Suprised that I'm not talking to Marc now? Yes. Be suprised. (:&lt;br /&gt;We stop at 10 today. Sorta like the earliest or something. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Nat on the phone too. We had a lot to say. Especially about me and.. My "love" life. (Like bloody hell I have any. I don't even wanna THINK about it. She just phrases it this way) Yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I've got nothing else to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me&lt;br /&gt;You held my hand and walked me home I know&lt;br /&gt;While you gave me that kiss it was something like this it made me go ooh ohh&lt;br /&gt;You wiped my tears, got rid of all my fears, why did you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;Guess it wasn't enough to take up some of my love cause you're so hard to trust&lt;br /&gt;Did I not tell you that I'm not like that? &lt;br /&gt;You're the one who gives it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was somethin I was gonna do and cry?&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to tell me what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to tell me what to say,&lt;br /&gt;Your better off that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that your charmin the fact that your arm is now around my neck&lt;br /&gt;I got you in my pants I'll have to kick your ass and make you never forget &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna ask you to stop, thought I liked you a lot, but I'm really upset &lt;br /&gt;Get out of my head get off of my bed yeah thats what I said&lt;br /&gt;Did I not tell you that I'm not like that, you're the one who, throws it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was somethin I was gonna do and cry? &lt;br /&gt;Don't try to tell me what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to tell me what to say,&lt;br /&gt;Your better off that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guilt trip that you put me on won't, mess me up but you're no wrong&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts of you and me have gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I was somethin I was gonna do and cry?&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to tell me what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to tell me what to say,&lt;br /&gt;Your better off that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better off that way &lt;br /&gt;I'm better off alone anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108818186204165002?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108818186204165002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108818186204165002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108818186204165002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108818186204165002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/06/damn.html' title='DAMN!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108813521508671181</id><published>2004-06-25T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T11:46:55.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom strikes</title><content type='html'>Its been around an hour or so since I woke up. And I am feeling uber bored. Marc has gone studying with his friend, leaving me no one to talk to. I'd be going down to my mom's place to do my chinese essay later. Hope I'll be able to finish it ASAP. Yeepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was reaalllyyyy scary. Cos' his parents found out that he was talking to me over the phone. Actually, they know. Just that they think its becoming an "obsession".&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BAD SIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not what you really think it is. It decieves you. You think you are being loved. No you arn't. The other is just a fickle. Playing around with your feelings. Its not true that if you love someone as much as you can, you will get -ANY- love back. The other just think that you're "&lt;em&gt;just TOO nice&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE GOOD SIDE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel happy. And of course, &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt;. Loving someone who does love you is like you're in a dream. Most of the time. It &lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt; a dream. What does &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; really mean in life? Is it everything? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it this way. There are more bad points than good points in love. (No I'm not trying to discriminate) But hey, look. &lt;br /&gt;Before you wanna love someone, make sure that you are being loved. Because having to find another subsitute is not easy work. Its hard on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;O is for the only one I see&lt;br /&gt;V is very, very extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;E is even more than anyone that you can adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all that I can give to you&lt;br /&gt;Love is more than just a game for two&lt;br /&gt;Two in love can make it&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart and please don`t break it&lt;br /&gt;Love was made for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108813521508671181?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108813521508671181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108813521508671181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108813521508671181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108813521508671181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/06/boredom-strikes.html' title='boredom strikes'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417243.post-108805070775539699</id><published>2004-06-24T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T12:18:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo</title><content type='html'>Yes. I have decided that the effing Diaryland is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; working. I have been posting and it doesn't show. Therefore, my &lt;a href="http://sweetsugarie.diaryland.com"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; is not available. Please pass this around to those who know me. Thanks (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7417243-108805070775539699?l=bottledsugarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/feeds/108805070775539699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7417243&amp;postID=108805070775539699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108805070775539699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7417243/posts/default/108805070775539699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottledsugarie.blogspot.com/2004/06/boo.html' title='boo'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
