<?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-4459610499715614155</id><updated>2011-09-10T22:01:37.448+08:00</updated><category term='full of goodness :D'/><category term='help mieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee'/><category term='i seriously love GWEN STEFANI&apos;s nails ~ xD'/><category term='physics is FUN. :D'/><category term='mini OREOs .. 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SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY THE BLOG IS JUST TEMPORARILY CLOSED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL but I guess nobody's gonna see this anymore lol my pathetic blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I ended with my teacher being pregnant. And now I'm in my second year in college. Prelims is this Monday. A Levels is coming in less than two months and three months later I'll be a pre-U. Ah life, how exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7895404431430513569?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7895404431430513569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7895404431430513569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7895404431430513569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7895404431430513569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7077599608532279455</id><published>2010-03-31T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:25:00.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am officially closing this blog, at least till I feel like it. I have no motivation and nothing to blog anymore. So well. I think &lt;strong&gt;JC is awesome&lt;/strong&gt;, except for &lt;strong&gt;PE&lt;/strong&gt;(which today had to do 3km run/walk. I'm sorry but I'm not into hardcore stuff like this.) and &lt;strong&gt;sickening ttm PW&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously. &lt;strong&gt;PI&lt;/strong&gt; is driving me up the wall to eat some nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. My new email is &lt;a href="mailto:jaimezxc@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jaimezxc@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , if you need to know. I'm off. My teacher is ___ because she's pregnant. Great right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flash Forward is a cool ttm show.&lt;/strong&gt; Must watch okay! So tomorrow is a half day for us, and Friday is Good. So like more break, for more work. Pfft. &lt;strong&gt;CA&lt;/strong&gt;CACACACACA haven't finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm not closing this blog, because I think I have the &lt;strong&gt;sweetest URL eva&lt;/strong&gt;. Thanks-a-boo! Till then! I just felt like bolding words anyway. Don't mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7077599608532279455?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7077599608532279455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7077599608532279455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7077599608532279455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7077599608532279455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-officially-closing-this-blog-at.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6909449740075593195</id><published>2010-03-18T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:23:39.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I woke up with my world spinning, literally. I think that was my first experience of giddy-ness, or at least the worse that I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is band camp! Almost went with Jong today. We always mix up the dates, like last year. Then lucky I asked, if not we'll be going to an empty school again. Can't wait! But scared tomorrow also same, wake up with the same giddyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after band Jong say want go bunk?!?! Are you serious??? Hmm. I was thinking going shopping. Shootzxc. I am so suppose to be doing my homework/revising. Yet all I can think about is going out shopping. HELLO! CAs are coming, Jaime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. Like that is of any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to the 7-11. Then I saw a magazine, BOP. Never heard of. But I saw it, because Justin Bieber is plastered all over. LOL. I didn't know it was so expensive! It's s$8.90! I think Seventeen is way more useful, and it's like only s$3.00. Aye. It's like a idol magazine, or somewhere there. Inside, there are spreads of tons of teen celebs. Justin Bieber, Selena Gomez, Taylor Swift, Demi Lovato, Jonas Brothers blah blah blah. Even Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who would've thought it to be so costly. Tsktsk. I didn't know the price! So i go pay right, then the lady scan in already. Then a bit paiseh to then tell her I don't want it right. Gawd, I'm such a loser. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading this book - The 7 Habits Of Highly Effective Teens by Sean Covey. Great book! Really. My school is using it for CME lessons. His father actually wrote the book for adults. Like, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Adults. And I think the contents are different anyway. This book right, has like animations, and he wrote the book like he's talking to you. There are like a lot of examples and yeahhhh. Cool. LOL. I suck at book reviews too, I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrrr. I'm proactive! Habit 1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6909449740075593195?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6909449740075593195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6909449740075593195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6909449740075593195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6909449740075593195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-woke-up-with-my-world-spinning.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4269867493772117305</id><published>2010-03-17T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:01:41.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So fast! It's Wednesday already! *GOSH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything! Except go airport. And at least I did my physics homework!!!!! And article 4 of GP!!!!!!! That's all though. Revision, nope. Boo. I was at the aiport yesterday too, and it's so wonderful/great/amazing to be together with friends you really x10000 love! I was telling TzuYing, that I wanted to quit blogging. But I didn't want to delete the blog, because my URL is so darn cool. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to blog about. Even though I'm not playing any other games anymore, I can't help logging in to FB's PS and RC ): Gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was so excited about school camp, mainly because I thought my class weren't so bonded and the camp would help loads. Nothing REALLY changed anyway. I know we should be more proactive, but I just want to complain, like a typical whiny girl, They only gave us 4 minutes each to bathe! Which includes taking off clothes, wash hair, wash bodeh of inch-thick dirt, wear clean clothes, fold clothes and roll out! Not like roll out, roll out, duh. Transformers, roll out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm the lamest shit on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the guys didn't have it better, even though they can bathe way faster, they have to bathe in open space, as in like they don't have a cubicle. HAHA. Male bonding time, ya' know. For soul night, we had really great performances. Then there's this band called Paraless, like Paramore Paraless. Then I don't know why, everyone suddenly stood up and rushed to the stage. Like the bottom, the whole thing became like a concert! Not like they were hot or anything. So when they played, we jumped and do the signs and all. Man. They totalleh enjoyed superstar treatment for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that should be the last school camp I will ever have in my entire life already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. My new friends, they don't ever clear their own tray. Today, when I cleared my tray, some guy asked me: Eh, you clearing your tray ah?&lt;br /&gt;Why surprised??? I will want to do secondary education all over again, even if I have to see some people's faces again. Aye. I should be surprised at their reaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4269867493772117305?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4269867493772117305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4269867493772117305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4269867493772117305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4269867493772117305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-fast-its-wednesday-already-gosh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8842998386536463940</id><published>2010-03-06T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:25:20.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I've been wanting to blog since forever, but I always end up forgetting about it. These days, for some reasons, I just can't seem to get enough sleep. Like even if I sleep at 11~12, morning wake up also damn tired eh, still wake up late somemore. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this thing in TPJC, called the diagnostic napfa test. So on Wednesday, we did the 5 items. We did three only actually. I failed my standing broad jump, like seriously. I got like 12X, and to think I always passed my sbj. Did my legs shrink or something? Or is it too long never workout? Then today I did my 2.4km, 24.43. How nice right. My legs are short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always blog about pe. Greatest crisis in JC, really. And today I forgot to bring my econs homework, then I have to like do another piece, so that I don't get mark for handing up assignments late. But when I put it in her pigeon hole, she collected the rest of the class' ones already. ): Will she take mine still?? So irritating! I finished the assignment long ago! Then I had to do it all over again just because I forgot to bring! Well, it's not like totally totally my fault, today no econs what! Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I have a friggin blister. Or more like a tear. Because it's not a bubble of I-don't-know-what-is-inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today for CCA, I joined interact anyway, we went to a moral home for the aged sick. When we reach there, we totally didn't know how to start, what to do. Some old people will like ignore us, then we are like talking to the wall. Then even if they do talk to me, I don't know what to say. Can only ask like How are you? How old are you? along these lines. Then I kept worrying about saying the wrong things. Then this home is not that bad ah, most residents are actually quite mobile.&lt;br /&gt;There's this ahma, that can talk to lur, but also don't know what to say. Then she very nice, so I was like just interacting with her all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week there is jc1 camp! How sucky is this right! There is always camp!!!!! But since my class is not very bonded, I'm actually looking forward to this camp. I mean afterall, I'll be facing them for like 1 and a half years? Then teachers are okay. Quite nice. Exams are coming. Straight after March holidays! And I am going back to the band in bv!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8842998386536463940?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8842998386536463940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8842998386536463940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8842998386536463940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8842998386536463940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-ive-been-wanting-to-blog-since.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2303982687892165996</id><published>2010-02-24T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:10:11.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Omg great song. I admit it, the first time I was attracted to this song, was because i heard Justin Bieber. LOL. Because he was the first to sing ah. Then I listen to the song, very beautiful ah. I think it's everyday, on Channel 5, about 7.20~25? Aye, touching song. Nice right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though it's like long, but I always finish watching the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway. Today I had my 3km road run. So tiring ah. I ran ran ran, up the slope, down the slope, out of school gate, then run run run somemore, then see blocks, then wah, cannot make it ah, walk walk walk walk walk walk ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Phail manzxc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then the pe teacher come from behind: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You better run ah. Run run run, if not i'm going to run you down ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then this two girls:&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pe teacher: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That one in yellow shoes and red socks&lt;/span&gt;(not me. I pink shoes white socks. LOL)&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;run ah, if not I run you down&lt;/span&gt;(because he riding bicycle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yellow shoe and red sock: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*flings hair and don't care*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I run abit, the the teacher go away liao - walk walk walk walk ... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then see side school gate, wah! Reaching alr! Run run run! Then go into school gate. Sian! The slope! The going up one, damn huge hor. Almost crawled up. Then walk walk walk, Wah! Downwards slope! Chiong ah! Reach the down part, stop. LOL. Then walk walk walk, Milo Van!!!!!!!!! Walk ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then reach the stadium already, see many many many people, the boys starting alr! See friends, run to them. Then walk walk walk walk. But they walk slower, so I continue walking. Then I walk ah, left 100m, run ah!!!! But I'm like the 30X girl alr. LOL. No one see ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finish alr! Wobble wobble. Let's all go drink milooooo! I took like 3 cups, so small lor. And milo made by the milo people ALWAYS tastes the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was hoping today is Friday, then tomorrow no school. But tomorrow is Thursday, then Friday got pe again! ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Friday comes, it means it's the weekends already! But when the weekends come, it means the week has passed, which means February is ending, which means March is coming, which means holidays is coming, which ALSO means exams are nearing! What the hell right. I neeeeed to study and do tutorials !~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2303982687892165996?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2303982687892165996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2303982687892165996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2303982687892165996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2303982687892165996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-great-song.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4348537939726879704</id><published>2010-02-21T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:03:39.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, the 301 post. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time I said I was going to school-stuff-shopping. I was thinking about the bag I saw the other day, but didn't buy, whether I should just take it or not. So I went down to Bugis that day with my cousin. Then I kept going in and out of the shop. Because I just couldn't make up my mind. Then I went into Bugis Junction to take a look at other stuff. Then as I walked past Levi's, I saw this like s-u-p-e-r-d-u-p-e-r cute pink shoes! I went in, touched it and asked to try it on. THEN I TOTALLLEH LOVEEEDDD IT! So i bought it. AHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? There's always this connection when we do shopping. Eg. When I see something I like, I know I must have it, I know we belong together, then there should be no more hesitation! Serioulsy. That pair of shoes cost-ed me 69.90. But it's chio, so it's okay. Knowing the Jaime I am, I would never go for luxurious items, esp regarding shoes(like school shoes. Others are just necessities, duh.). But they are so prettaye! Totally got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like talking I'm talking shit. But I know it's true. *Like*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. The next day, I wore the shoes to school. Then for PE, it's a 3km run -.- The College Road Run. But just the trying out the route. I know. So shitty right. When I finally came back, after 30 mins, I was like: FTHERUN. It's not in the school track, it was around the college, AND around Dunman Sec. HAHAHA. All the little kiddies. They look like primary school, I'm serious! I think they have some sort of run too. Then got one kid was like: I'm what number ah, *pants* what number? *pants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my PE is on Wednesday and Friday. And Wed is the run! Just get it over with. Pfft. My CNY is kind of boring. My father struck lottery on Feb 14. HAHAHA. So that's why I was so free with the shoes. I loved it anyways. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the school canteen. There's a whole lot of things. Maybe that's what kept me going to school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet-up soon! I want subway babes! (::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. Justin Bieber's new song - Baby, has its official video already! Even if you're not a JB fan, you've got to love this song. And even if you're not a JB fan, you've just got to admit that he's so cute. Like really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think there's this group in fb that is not very nice to JB, I would like to say: I think you don't have to know what you're singing. And anyway, you don't have a voice like his, then just shut up. What do you know about love then? So a person without whom you think isn't mature enough can't know a little about love(if not all) and so he cannot sing about love? Do you what you are talking about? At least he can play the drums, guitar and the violin. He's rich, he's cute, he's caucassian and he can sing. He has the charisma. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;*And not like anyone from that group is ever viewing this, but still. I feel obliged as a JB fan to do this. Anyways, just keep those unfriendly remarks about him away from me, unless you know what you're talking about.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. In a few months time, I want to invent this way of talking. Like trying to insult the person, yet doesn't show that you're an ill-mannered kid. Serioulsy, I think some people just deserves it. Don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4348537939726879704?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4348537939726879704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4348537939726879704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4348537939726879704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4348537939726879704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-301-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8488200059461361097</id><published>2010-02-16T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:07:27.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am still not sleeping. Who sleeps at this time anyway? I mean, given the day it is. Everyone should be celebrating yo! But no. I'm suppose to be asleep alr, for tomorrow! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing better to do. I am so S-U-P-E-R sorry Gwee! For missing your lovely birthday hang-out manzxc ): It's just that I need to get some school stuff, finish my 5 questions of math which I still have no idea how to do, and more bai nian-ing! Sorry babe D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I really don't know how to do the math. *stabs self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes. When they say tpjc is slack, they totally mean it. TP only checks hair, and also skirts too for girls, for spotchecks! We don't have any handbook. And we don't have Mrs Cheong-look-alikes for lit lessons! The teachers even say there's no need for prior knowledge if we do want to take lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point anymore. No, my school do not have any hot guys. Even the J2. No cute ones even. Anyways. Since TP is my first choice. I'm actually beginning to like the JC life. I'm going into it. It's seriously, just upgrade from the secondary school. For now. I'm experiencing. Yes, it may be what my father wants, but why bother with so many life's choices? But knowing I'm the priority he has in mind, when it comes to this, then what's the problem here already? I know I want it too. It's just a matter of whether I believe in myself. Right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to play pet society. The only thing on my mind is the sickening math questions. And tmr's school-stuff-shopping! Why! They're together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8488200059461361097?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8488200059461361097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8488200059461361097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8488200059461361097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8488200059461361097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-still-not-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-557622238717380721</id><published>2010-02-11T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:02:05.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA! First week of like official official JC week is going to end, and all is well! School is, like school, duh. Lectures, tutorials and homework. Blah. Math is so difficult. Like the entire class, I think only me got c6 for A Math lah. Anyway, I am so glad I took A Math and passed it. Certainly opened so many doors for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In TP, we have two pe a week. SPE and CPE. SPE is skills, to learn new games, as in secondary school lur, then CPE is class, to train for napfa. Then napfa end liao ley? Hmmm. My pe is consecutive day eh. Today CPE somemore at 1500. Hot manzxc. I run one round around the track, is so damn long. When I look at other classes do it, they seem to finish it so soon, but when I do, I'm like stuck on the track forever. Running is totally not my thing. But I ran 2 rounds without stopping eh! Great achievement! But at a very slow my-pace lah -.- Still very tiring! Must eat frog-leg ah, who's on?!?! And the fake grass carpet on the field, the middle part of the stadium, have these little bits of black things. Then we sweat so much, teacher ask us do toning on that grass. Then all stick stick stick. Aye. The worse is yet to come. Some classes first lesson of pe did 4 rounds around the track x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am doing my homework properly, and hopes it stays that way. Must be very very consistent. My class got so many zai-kia`s. Now promotion also must count PAP, participation stuff. Aye aye. Then my class only have like 27 people, any subject any questions most likely will kena called. Must pay attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My subjects combination are quite interesting. Just keeps me going, must see the effort, Jaime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and! On a random note. My class got this girl, also likes Justin Bieber! OMG. My next cool friend. Actually already my friend! Love JB! Then also there's this another girl who doesn't like JB, and says he sounds like a girl! )))))): And this week is friendship week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaius, my primary school bud, gave me a heart-shaped balloon! One I have been talking about for the entire day! It's darn cute! He gave me because he ordered 2(must order one hor!!!), then he realised it's too gay if he gives his guy friends. Anyways. He is a really sensitive boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get the balloons myself tmr! The counsellors are selling the extras! YAY! If I'm meeting Jong and TY, must get for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB's the love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-557622238717380721?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/557622238717380721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=557622238717380721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/557622238717380721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/557622238717380721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/hahahahaha-first-week-of-like-official.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7199199341376037845</id><published>2010-02-07T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:51:44.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA! TODAY went out to celebrate ZhiYun's birthday! Then we had ZhiYun, Jong, two of ZY's friends, and me! Then SiongYu joined us laterrrr! ZhiYun first came to my house because I wanted her to be my guinea pig, for make-up. Then she very good girl, let me do. LOL. Seriously, phail ah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Bugis' MOS burger! Lovezxc the milk tea thereeee. Then we headed down to Katong for karaoke! Bugis is damn crowded on weekends anyway. Really. Even if it's darn hot. Then we sang and sang. We(they actually) were like totally screaming/singing the songs, high! Then Jong also sing eh, chinese song eh!!!! Right. There not bad eh, cheap somemore. Jong wanted to hear MarcusO sing! Next time jio him out okay! I think many heard that he sing very good, but not many actually heard him sing before. My brudder eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the session, we tried to take a few pictures in the toilet. So girly right. But cannot make it ah. I just cut-ed my hair yesterday, then my fringe is like super short. But I'm waiting for it to grow longer so it'll look nicer, before that, I think my hair is not-that-chio. And a little bit dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is school, I should really be sleeping. But I'm charging my mp3, and am talking to Jong. She's playing moshi monsters! And I really miss The Girls. ): Aye aye aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JB's die hard fan. ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7199199341376037845?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7199199341376037845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7199199341376037845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7199199341376037845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7199199341376037845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/hahahahaha-today-went-out-to-celebrate.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-9120145838513001959</id><published>2010-02-05T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:50:35.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCHOOL! Yesterday I just got my civics group, my class lur. Then no one in my OG go to that group! Then I was like so scared later no friends. Just made friends with OG people, then now all must separate again ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just got to know my CG classmates and tutor! They were like so nice! Didn't expect myself to go around talking so easily too. Part of the lesson my tutor gave us a Bingo sheet. Like, it's that game where we go around seeing if anyone has the same stuff as us, then ask him/her to sign on it. But the teacher wanted us to complete the whole sheet. So we were all scrambled about, and no one was sitting waiting for someone to go over. So it was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting thing is, in my class there are 3(or 4) band members, from secondary school, then we all play the same instruments in band! HAHAHAHAHA! What a coincidence. Except for the 4th one that played the bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today after school, there was an interact club interview. Yes, I'm going to join interact club. It's like the club where we do all sorts of community stuff. Visits to old folks' home, taking care of young children(like child care) and fundraising! Then I thought it was like going to be a slack club, then in the end still got interview. Then in my interview right, I went into a classroom. The classroom I went to, the three seniors off-ed all the lights, except the front ones. Then they sit in a row. Then I was like sitting under the light. Like kena interrogated like that eh! Then they totally grilled me like mad! Their questions are like really must think on the feet. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why do you want to join interact club?&lt;/span&gt; I can't possibly say that because I thought it was a slack club. Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my class people are fun, so are my OG friends. I can't wait for school on Monday. By the way, the slack-est week of JC has just ended, and a whole lot of work will begin next week! *screams* I love/hate school! Girls, always in this r/s~s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-9120145838513001959?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/9120145838513001959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=9120145838513001959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/9120145838513001959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/9120145838513001959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/school-yesterday-i-just-got-my-civics.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2997072299894239498</id><published>2010-02-02T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:22:55.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooh goooooood! School! School periods, lectures has started! Today I had H1 physics and H2 Math. Math is driving me nuts! Like totalleh, a lot of stuffs I have forgotten x.x But today's physics was okay.. Just that the tutorial, I don't know how to do -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow school starts at 8.30! Every Wednesday! But right. Tomorrow I'm only attending the last period - H2 Econs. Then have CCA exhibit?! I don't know what to join! Then at night still got wedding dinner to attend. Pfft. Then I also neeeeed to change my uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the women, they are so ____. I mean like. The uniform they give me all need to go back change eh! What the hell right. Blouse too small, skirt too big. Then the PE shorts have FBTs the rights! They say don't have my size!!!!!! HELLO! If don't have, then what have I been wearing for the past 1~2 years?!?! TSKTSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been okay if the queue isn't so long, and the aunties isn't so cranky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2997072299894239498?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2997072299894239498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2997072299894239498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2997072299894239498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2997072299894239498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/02/ooooh-goooooood-school-school-periods.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8915793113783753923</id><published>2010-01-29T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:06:50.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, is the second day of school orientation. (My brother, cannot sing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found out a lot of things. Not only can I not coordinate my hands with my feets, I cannot clap with the beats. Totalleh bad sense of rythm, and I was a band member. Aye. I cannot process directions immediately into my head. Today the seniors were teaching the J1s mass dance mah. Cannot make it manzxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take econs okay? Good? Really ah. Life is not just about opportunities, but choices. So many difficult choices even. Then somemore the subjects all so difficult. Today the teachers give the subjects talk ah. Then they keep saying like: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you are ______, then probably you are not suited to offer this subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; What the hell. Show us things that we never see before, then tell us we might not be able to cope with the subject. No sense right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I want to choose what subjects also don't know what to do lah. Because must pass 1 H1 subj and 2 H2 subj, and the rest must be 30% to be promoted. So if I make the wrong choice, never do well, I can go jump well lur. Boozxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!!!!!!!!!! Monday is the start of lessons. If no lessons, then is break. So it's not that bad still. How do I get to school anyway??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8915793113783753923?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8915793113783753923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8915793113783753923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8915793113783753923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8915793113783753923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-second-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1562817992915765656</id><published>2010-01-28T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:19:15.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I went to school, in my father's huge maxi cab! LOL. Damn cool. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the feeling of not needing to squeeze in the bus with a whole lot of people. Yes, I am so lazy these days. I'd give anything to be chauffeur-ed. Blessed. Today, school was okay. Wasn't that scary. I went there, then no one there talk to me. I know like totalleh no one. Lucky have primary school friends, but it seems they all had their own friends too. SO. Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I take H1 or H2 Math, or H1 or H2 physics, or all sciences at H2 and the arts subject at H1? I don't know. Why so many difficult decisions ah. Aye. Actually, I think JC is like, another secondary school what. Rather than say JC is difficult and stressful, why not say that poly is more laxed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have the norms, classrooms with brown tables and chairs, big huge hot hall, morning assembly, cafe(the same one, as in BV! The baked potato with chicken, the sandwiches, nachos and the iced lemon tea! The one with the lemon, where&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;some people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; eats it! HAHAHA), music rooms, science labs and whatnot. Just that they have the extras - lecture theatres and I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we did the mass dance, to Boom Boom Pow! LOL. Malu die plox. Then the starting of the day is just talks and school tours. The canteen is rounddddd! And they actually accepted 846 students!! That's a lot. Seriously. So I am lucky they still accepted me! But still many want to appeal out. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the school is quite small. And I'm actually quite looking forward to it. The science course is easy to choose lur. Aye. I suppose I should do all my sciences at H2 and arts at H1. Good choice. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we get our uniforms, let's meet up okay! HAHAHAHAHA. Loveeee the uniform!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1562817992915765656?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1562817992915765656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1562817992915765656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1562817992915765656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1562817992915765656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-i-went-to-school-in-my-fathers.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-9022911172925473597</id><published>2010-01-27T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:58:27.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been accepted to Tampines Junior College. And I'm starting school, tomorrow. Yes, I just know my results today, then tomorrow is school. What a bummer. My holiday has ended ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should think JC would not be that stress as people say :\ I hope. Today, I was on the mrt, I saw this uncle's newspaper. Then got one article is this girl, most likely is suicide due to school stress. Like right before the day i'm going to school. Right. I am excited anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard TPJC only accepted 500+ students this year, so am I counted lucky? Or is it because so many people wanted to go poly instead. LOL. What if next time all the businessmen only want to hire poly students because they themselves have been to poly, then how? I mean like, some people that wants to prove that poly students can do just as well(I believe so too.) I mean, &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even receive the sms, I thought I did put my number eh? What if I go TPJC then I no friends how? That would be tragic. Because I am not planning to go for the orientation. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just resigned from the FairPrice job. I am so happy. That is tiring, honestly. It is still hiring! So people that are too free and have nothing to do and like to handle a lot of money and (some are just annoying to the shit)customers, please go get a form. Oh, you can be a retail assistant toooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about. OHYA!&lt;br /&gt;I just graduated from my Basic Skin Care &amp;amp; Make-Up class yesterday! Friends, please let me practice on you okays! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. It's exciting okay! My skills not that bad lah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit] JUSTIN BIEBER IS THE LOVE! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-9022911172925473597?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/9022911172925473597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=9022911172925473597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/9022911172925473597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/9022911172925473597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-i-have-been-accepted-to-tampines.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1004365264718546161</id><published>2010-01-21T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:53:47.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored, bored, bored. Hmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming! The time for red packets! And that's not very exciting for me. Blah. Anyways, school is coming nearer, whether is it JC or poly. I can't wait. I need to write write write. Call me anything, but I just love looking at my handwriting. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at class, I learnt how to apply eyeshadow. Pretty much eye make-up actually. So fun! :D And next lesson, the last, I will learn blusher and the lips. I've been looking at youtube videos, and there's this one - skittles inspired eye make-up! Damn cute! All the colours of the skittle candies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I've also been watching Hi, my sweetheart. This taiwan drama, that makes me cry ): Only shows makes me cry, not reading, and not that I read a lot actually. Nice leys! Big transformation manzxc. When I see the male lead play the geek, really ugly lor :\ Then he become so handsome +_+ I've never seen Show in this light. He looks really shuai then. LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, and going crazy. Nothing to dooooo. I dislike working the afternoon shift ): Hours so long, people so many. Aye. The big orange cube with a white B for blogger - B for bored. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1004365264718546161?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1004365264718546161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1004365264718546161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1004365264718546161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1004365264718546161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored-bored-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2838092271660322352</id><published>2010-01-14T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:50:12.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh sigh sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more worse it looks. I really don't know what to do. One side of my wants to go JC and be proud about it. The other part of me fears I cannot cope. I don't want to dislike studying, dislike school. I don't want to hate going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something I like. I want to not bother choosing something to wear each morning. I want it to end quick. I want it to end good too. I'm in such a dilema. Can someone enlighten me? ): Tell me what to do. Tell me what is correct. Tell meeee what should I do! *pull hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of stupid score is this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2838092271660322352?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2838092271660322352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2838092271660322352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2838092271660322352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2838092271660322352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh-sigh-sigh-more-i-think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-5441525983420603522</id><published>2010-01-11T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:58:12.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHH! Today is the day of the release of O Levels results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime someone asks me where would I be going, I will always say I don't know. Because I know what I want to do if I go poly, but my parents want me go JC. So I always say must see results. Then now the results come out, I STILL DON'T KNOW WHERE I WANT TO GO. Because both also can go. Like totally stuck in the middle. What rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. I don't know what to do now. And my ahma keeps telling people I'm going to JC because I told her I can go JC. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the me still wants to go poly lur. But still. The only thing you can ever repay your parents with is glory, isn't it? And me going to JC is a very glorious thing for my parents okay. Face-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, really glad to have my table back. I've finally made myself pack the table and be free of books. YAY! Tomorrow is work again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5441525983420603522?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5441525983420603522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5441525983420603522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5441525983420603522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5441525983420603522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhhhh-today-is-day-of-release-of-o.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2546379883152348296</id><published>2010-01-08T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:06:26.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now I'm down with the cough. Bloody hell. Very xin ku you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school also sian, at home also sian. I still haven't got my own counter! ): The boss never give me my code, and I'm stuck attached to another cashier, standing there doing nothing. Smile smile say thank you. Sometimes I still get to help pack. Most of the time nothing. The crowd are coming in so why won't they just hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Not that I very pro lah hor, but still need learn right. By myself. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The durian man is damn freaky. I'm getting paid for standing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2546379883152348296?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2546379883152348296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2546379883152348296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2546379883152348296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2546379883152348296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-now-im-done-with-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1450772942249391469</id><published>2010-01-04T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:33:50.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was school today everybodeh!, else. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPEH NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday, I went to watch Avatar, oh god. It was damn good. After watching then I realised what my brother meant by "&lt;em&gt;it was the best shit ever&lt;/em&gt;". Yes. Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today was my first day of work, it was quite okay. The cashier I was attached to at first, was like, so indifferent :\ Then the second cashier did let me try, but I made mistakes eh! Very normal lah, but still. First-comers should always keep their mouth shut. First, I short-changed a customer, then I messed up the NETs machine. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when that cashier goes out to lunch, she put me with another cashier, where she is so so so so so so so much nicer. Not that the rest not good lah, but she very approachable. Then the sell durian the uncle damn zai lur, can speak like 4 languages, so far I've heard him say today. Very pro liao okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on 1st Jan, I suddenly realised that i'm 17 this year. It just feels really weird. I'm 17 already. Anyways, so then I don't understand why I cannot get enough of cartoons. When I tell my ahgong I want watch cartoons, because cable ah, then he laughed at me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a damn sore-throat, but still am eating heaty stuff. I just don't know the pain eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1450772942249391469?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1450772942249391469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1450772942249391469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1450772942249391469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1450772942249391469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-how-was-school-today-everybodeh.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2171527592777238707</id><published>2010-01-01T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:30:49.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I've finished my 3 day training to be a cashier yo! I'm going to get a cert, yes, a cert that can be recognised by like anywhere. The same way as the diploma way. Yepyep. I am so excited, this is going to be fun, isn't it? Can't wait to be back at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, do not come to me if you see me at the counter, esp. to Shermin, if you ever shop there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of 2010! While other kids are busy chiong-ing their schoolwork, like how I used to, I am here posting this post, can't wait to be at work and earn some cash babeh! Woots. Anyways, school is re-opening, and I am so/not excited. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radiooo is blurrrr. Rights, sorry I didn't make it to the countdown at AhGwee's house yeah, but the girls all had fun rights! :}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to my cousin's house. We were suppose to do girls' stuff, ie. Shop online, watch movies, gossip and stuff. Then there's Rowenna. The little devil. LOL. Rowenna, the household-helper and me went to Cold Storage. So she's there to buy her own stuff, and me to mine. So when she wants to find me, she would scream JAIMEEHHHHHHHH! like to the whole of the store. The store is not like the one I have here, under the block kind, mind you. And she's not soft, too. So I guess all the staff there will soon know me if I'm there often enough with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think she's clinging on to me because I always give in to her. Well, there isn't anything about I cannot give in to her, rights? x.x ANYWAYS, fun day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I am starting work, and soon school, YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2171527592777238707?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2171527592777238707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2171527592777238707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2171527592777238707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2171527592777238707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahahahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6005766244069281241</id><published>2009-12-27T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:34:48.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright! Yesterday I met with TzuYing, Shermin, Ah Gwee and Sherraleen! At the airport! Seriously, that's so The Place. It was nice, to see them again after so long and knowing everyone's gooood and well, and happy! To talk and talk and talk after the Os, so easy. It's totally the first time we've all been to the airport, without having to study! Airport is so study place. And talking about spoiling the ____, then give us a place to study babeh, not that I'm doing any of the that anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I went to Century Square to watch Alvin &amp;amp; The Chipmunks 2! And it was totally sweeeeeet! Great movie, and cute little things and hilarious, something I really would watch again. The chipettes are so cool! How they manage to dance like that, so sexy you know! And &lt;strong&gt;Theodore is actually the voice of by Jesse McCartney!&lt;/strong&gt;, with helium! HAHAHAHAHAHA! GOOD MOVIE, LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was prettaye a much typical day, of a no-life, jobless unemployed Jaimeh. Yes. But tomorrow I'm going for my training okays! And starting work on the 4th of Jan, very late it sounds. And radio 91.3 is playing the same old (good) songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By the way!, Jong is in hospital! She has got her tonsils taken out, and luckily still sounds the same. Who would like to visit her tomorrow, after 5.30 at East Shore Hospital????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6005766244069281241?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6005766244069281241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6005766244069281241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6005766244069281241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6005766244069281241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/12/alright-yesterday-i-met-with-tzuying.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8963753600890500357</id><published>2009-12-25T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:39:17.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh so nice. I just love Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received presents! And they are just the things I need. We had a like gift exchange kind of thing, and we were suppose to learn to love/like/accept the gifts that we received. Christmas is just the season to give! 'Tis the season to be orange, fa la la la la - la la la la ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. For one thing, people who have a job/something to do, stop complaining that you have no life. Because people stuck at home doing nothing, that's what I call no life. Like me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for one thing I totalleh love about holidays, other than sleeping late and messing up the body clock, is that I can do manicure anytime I want! *screams* Not having to cut my nails now and then. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyways. Tomorrow I am going to the airport with The Girls. Yes,&lt;em&gt; The&lt;/em&gt; Girls. LOL. Not that I'm inviting stalkers ;eeks. It's just so long that we went to the airport to chill/hang out/get together. Loverzxc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8963753600890500357?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8963753600890500357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8963753600890500357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8963753600890500357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8963753600890500357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/12/m-e-r-r-e-h-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-e-v-e-r-y-b.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-493416708647112543</id><published>2009-12-23T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:47:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I went for my first Basic Skin Care &amp;amp; Make-up lesson. It's a workshop. I don't know. Anyways, today, the two teachers taught us the uncontrolled and controllable factors that will affect our skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should start taking care of our skin at the age of 12, so start now, it's not to late yet! Seriously. By 25, we will be prone to ageing. *thunder boomz* So. Basically she's just introducing to us the products and at the same time teaching us how to go about the skin care routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must cleanse, tone, moisturise! IT'S A MUST! *stares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights. So it was a great lesson today, we had hands-on too. Then the teachers also very prettaye, and reaaaaaalllllleh friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk. My mouse keeps making this really speaky sound when I click it. Yeah it's a mouse! What am I thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is comingggggg! WHO DOESN'T LIKE CHRISTMAS BABEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-493416708647112543?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/493416708647112543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=493416708647112543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/493416708647112543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/493416708647112543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-went-for-my-first-basic-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4220216083833435305</id><published>2009-12-22T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:31:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so darn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going for beauty lessons. Yes! I am not excited anyways. The people there seemed like &lt;u&gt;way&lt;/u&gt; too friendly, and that freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, on Wednesday is my mummeh's and brother's birthday! I have no idea what to gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I am going to work at the NTUC, the one a stone throw away from my crib. I am that bored. So I'm starting training next week, and only starting work next year, next month! *screams* I'll be only working for the CNY crowd. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it means, one or two months? Then I'll be sacked. ;eeks. And my daddeh totalleh frightened me by telling me that he is going to dip into my paycheck ): Double bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to straighten my hair, whether it is out of the habit of looking that way or just because it looker nice-r. RAHH. The holidays are ending. And the mailbox is flooding with poly stuff. Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4220216083833435305?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4220216083833435305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4220216083833435305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4220216083833435305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4220216083833435305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-so-darn-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3353169065258594536</id><published>2009-12-20T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:29:06.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighteh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a blogskin in hopes of spur-ing me on to start blogging. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming! Isn't it so christmas-y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should think I am free enough to search backgrounds from photobucket and change from time to time when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my fonts. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing nothing after my Os. And I've been so excited before. Aye. I am slowly turning into a I-don't-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is re-opening! Isn't it exciting! ESP WHEN I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3353169065258594536?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3353169065258594536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3353169065258594536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3353169065258594536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3353169065258594536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/12/alrighteh-i-have-changed-blogskin-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8025636697887202880</id><published>2009-11-23T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:32:03.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. This is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAPPY 16 JAIMEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't Justin Bieber give me a ring. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovezxc the new Twist n' Dunk @ Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovezxc the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;super huge toblerone bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jong and TzuYing gave me! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovezxc that mug that says: I know I'm fabulous, but do you need to stare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovezxc that manicure I did yesterday that has prettaye checkered nail art @ $20.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8025636697887202880?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8025636697887202880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8025636697887202880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8025636697887202880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8025636697887202880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1865121761649703864</id><published>2009-11-18T00:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:51:27.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo! Today, I learnt two new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is that: What I don't know doesn't mean it didn't happen. Well, I'm don't need to explain this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is that: Sometimes, people just have to look deeper into things. With this, I mean-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I went back to band. Because I was chosen as the emcee for the concert on 17th November. So. That day, the band wasn't playing up to standard, with many absentees, totally getting on Mr Fahmi's nerves. So he was so angry, he made them ran 5 rounds around the parade square. Seriously, he wasn't like that before. I'd always thought he was someone that is so patient with us. I really admired him, because I think that I would just walk out on them. But Mr Fahmi didn't give up. It isn't easy waving the baton too, you know. Seriously, that's how scary he was on friday. +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to their camp yesterday, for their practice and rehearsals. I used to dislike band camps, and those intensive practices during camps, really. So I knew it was really tired of them. There were complains, but they were putting in the effort.And today I went in the afternoon, they were quite fine, or at least better (: But I was so angry, some people just don't know how to see people's faces. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, or yesterday, was their concert. It was totally rush and it was a long story to tell. Everyone, I'm very sure, played their best. Of course, mistakes were really obvious. But they were nervous too lur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is, 说句公道话, I really saw them put in the effort to practice. The sec 2 and sec 3 camps this year were like at the almost end of the year, they didn't have much time to come together to practice. CCAs suspension due to the exams and extra lessons for the sec 3s, we've all been through it. I'm sure no matter how not-that-good they played, they must be understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rightzxc?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Mr Fahmi for his chocolates! (The Ferrero something one! The dark one! You know!) *hahahahah* and for giving me the opportunity to take on this role, again. Mra Mak, she's staying over with the band even her little Chloe is sick ): Mrs Lua, for being so environmental friendly and collecting our rubbish. And Lorraineeeee! Oh-am-gee, she wrote my cards for me. If not I'll be so dead. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I talk like this just now, I kept fumbling and talking so formerly. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all Mrs Lua said to me was: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You dressed very appropriately for this occassion!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALU0OxGJFeI"&gt;Queen's Park Melody&lt;/a&gt;. So parky. So sexy. So romantic. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ On a side note. Like really to the side. LOL. Yes. Justin Bieber. Lovezxc forever! }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1865121761649703864?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1865121761649703864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1865121761649703864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1865121761649703864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1865121761649703864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/11/whoo-today-i-learnt-two-new-things.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8648886044493310293</id><published>2009-11-11T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:27:40.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just officially finished my Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to feel. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays all. Lovezxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be excited, but right now, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDITION! *shakes butt*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8648886044493310293?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8648886044493310293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8648886044493310293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8648886044493310293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8648886044493310293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1495866643242199914</id><published>2009-10-05T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:50:10.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="show" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_countdown/show.swf?clickURL=http://www.jellymuffin.com/&amp;amp;clickLABEL=Custom Countdown Clock&amp;amp;pic=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_countdown/themes/40.jpg&amp;amp;text=FREEDOMZXCZXC&amp;amp;bgColor=10066329&amp;amp;untilColor=16711833&amp;amp;textColor=16711680&amp;amp;year=2009&amp;amp;month=11&amp;amp;day=11&amp;amp;hour=0&amp;amp;min=0&amp;amp;sec=0" width="300" height="175" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ffffff" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm waiting for O Levels to end so I can chew my socks all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So meanwhile, I am going to M.I.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ya digg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lovezxczxc xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tagboard is free for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Convos/Tags/Spams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1495866643242199914?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1495866643242199914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1495866643242199914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1495866643242199914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1495866643242199914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3045353888310504592</id><published>2009-09-28T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:42:58.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;OHAMGEE. I think I've just fallen in love with Justin Bieber &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;*bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's only &lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I'm going to stalk him. Here is &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/justin-bieber-qlswd/biography"&gt;Justin Bieber's biography&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;. It was totally out of randomness. And I also found out that he's the only child, plays the drums, guitar, piano and trumpet. And guess what, no one exactly taught him. He was only 12 when he won second place in a singing competition, where his competitors are people that has vocal instructors and lessons. So click it. He's coolzxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously, he's just that kind of people that gets famous with Youtube. And why is Usher in that video of One Time? Because Usher signed him. Oh gosh. I think this post is boring ttm unless you love JB &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; like me ~ *pure bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOD6PeQ0f8A&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;JB dancing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;. If anyone is going to click on it, finish watching it. He has tons of fans, and I think he just got another one. *gags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s. I dislike putting videos on my posts because they make my posts look fugly. Except for the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lovezxc ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3045353888310504592?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3045353888310504592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3045353888310504592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3045353888310504592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3045353888310504592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohamgee.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3762195775763221707</id><published>2009-09-27T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:55:58.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I' starting to get really hooked onto the song One Time. Oh my. JB is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA x1000000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to the airport to study, as usual(I think). Then I went to the Mini Toons at T3(GST free!) and bought the 4D Lucky Golden Egg. I bought it for my ahma, because I know she like to buy numbers for entertainment. LOL. It was suppose to grow over a week. But the manufacturer didn't put it properly, or was it because I kept shaking it. Then the seed was like above the soil. I took it out and went: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hey! Got number eh!&lt;/span&gt; to my ahma. I thought it was suppose to grow out then got number, but it was already on the seed, like any message seed. I was in fact kind of frowning. Hmmm, then my ahma got the maid to go buy the number. 9724. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right(!!!!!), tonight it actually open leys! OH MY. But it was 9742. Sad right. BUT GUESS WHAT! MY AHMA BOUGHT iBET! SO WE GOT IT! *CHEERS* Hey, my ahma bought $5. She wanted to buy $1. Anyways. It was 20 times, so I got $100! For prom! *DOUBLE CHEERS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LDM x 1000000000000000000000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lucky part was, the egg was the last egg at MT. And I just so happened to take out the seed today. Totally out of randomness. My ahma say I have &lt;em&gt;money luck&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy news! Now bad. I think I'm getting hooked into Audi again. I am so dead. *jumps down the building*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3762195775763221707?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3762195775763221707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3762195775763221707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3762195775763221707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3762195775763221707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-starting-to-get-really-hooked-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6284487251390314005</id><published>2009-09-25T23:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:44:20.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Firstly, TGIF! x100000000!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWTdh8eM_aY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWTdh8eM_aY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehehehehehehehe. Check this out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin Bieber&lt;/strong&gt; with his first single-&lt;strong&gt; One Time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he totally rock, because he's so cute, and sexy. And I love itzxc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, the song is sweeet! too. Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heard by over 30million people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 weeks on the chart- 29 last week and 27 this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a little star * which means: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Titles with the greatest airplay and sales gain this week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has it last week too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And girl you're my one love, my one heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My one life for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me tell you one time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Girl, I love, girl I love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'ma tell you one time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Girl, I love, girl I love you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6284487251390314005?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6284487251390314005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6284487251390314005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6284487251390314005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6284487251390314005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/firstly-tgif-x100000000.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2148955118798213852</id><published>2009-09-20T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:49:41.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/imaddictive/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/imaddictive/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/imaddictive/kelly-guetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/imaddictive/kelly-guetta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/imaddictive/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rap-up.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/kelly-guetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*screams* Presenting!: Katy Perry in Waking Up In Vegas &amp;amp; Kelly Rowland in When Love Takes Over! (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very main important reason I TOTALLY DIG this two mv`s because these two ladies has wondrous eyes. And I love itzxc. Their eye makeup is like out of the world. Their makeup artists are pro. I am so inspired. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all just got back our report books on Friday. Mine totally suck. Even though I study, my results are still the same. Like exactly. L1R4 - 11(Ms Koh says it's wrong :\), L1R5 - 22. Yes, big difference and I don't know why. All I know that my results are bloody lousy. But I think I want it. I want to be in a JC. Even if it's 20points, I still can get into a JC rights? It's true. Parents always make the correct decision for you. Being the always-headstrong Jaime, I have decided to heed and follow the right way, because they can't be wrong. At least if I really am, I don't have to blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. All that I've heard. Readers' Digest: &lt;strong&gt;Not Everyone Can Be Anyone&lt;/strong&gt;. This world doesn't spin for me. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How's my attitude towards life is how's life's attitude towards me.&lt;/span&gt; I can pursue whatever I want, after 5 years of something I don't want. 所谓吃得苦中苦，方为人上人。我可不想一失足成千古恨。I've got it wrong twice. Once the fact that I did not want to appeal to a better school. Second that why must I bother myself to waking up so early when I can totally go to a school where I can wake up like 0700. I'm an uncut jade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I seriously look through my report book, from the first exam I took in BV till now, my results are just going down. Like there no roller-coaster rides, they are just falling, like gravity-sucking/pulling kind of thing. Let's not talk about the friends-factor, I think I've just half-ruin-ed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will I start working hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now my ahma fainted. Like in the toilet, in front of my eyes. I was holding her, while she was getting heavier, and then she falls. I felt so helpless. It was so lucky I wasn't the only one around the house. My uncle was around. I didn't know what to do except to look at her, she just looked so uncomfortable. And she keeps saying she's going to die, that she knows her time is short and what-not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know what to say either. I just can't talk anything like that. Someone so close to my heart, yet I didn't know how to comfort her, what to say and what to do. Everytime I want to talk to her, to try to tell her to not say such things, but I would feel tears swelling up. And I can't speak when I cry. So I could only listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I tell myself to treat her better. I didn't do it. I really don't know what to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2148955118798213852?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2148955118798213852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2148955118798213852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2148955118798213852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2148955118798213852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-screams-presenting-katy-perry-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1587674707682278532</id><published>2009-09-18T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:53:44.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is like OH-AM-GEE. Because. I just went to geylang serai, the super huge pasar malam. And it's. Wow. Lovezxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there with my mother! Like finally! Then so crowded lur, so many people. And it's ending on Sunday already ): I almost thought I couldn't make it for this year's one. So anyways. I bought two pillow case-s(Spongebob and Poohbear. Totally sweet!), a box of candyfloss(it's pink, green, yellow.), my new super chio handphone screenguard and a poohbear-hugging-tigger water bottle. Coolzxc. The place was like Bugis Street, honestly, but just they were selling the malay traditional clothes. A lot of colours. The putu piring is darn nice there. Alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, was so malu can. The lady asked me what model is mine. Then I blurted out 5330, like very confident and proud. Then the lady find find find also don't have. This guy came over to help her check out the phone and asked what model is it again. I took out my phone and showed it to him. Which then he said: 5530 lah! So stupid rights! *hides underground*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, finally i'm charging my mp3 today, now. After a week of rest, my device almost went into hibernation mode. Okay, let's say it has, because  had to poke the "reset" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a lot of malay stuffs lah. Really. The kueh all look damn nice. And I love their wedding. Did I ever mention in this blog that I would really love to have a malay-style wedding. Chio die. Argh. And it's funny I never liked to go Chinatown during the CNY times. Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1587674707682278532?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1587674707682278532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1587674707682278532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1587674707682278532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1587674707682278532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-like-oh-am-gee.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-281206270475145017</id><published>2009-09-17T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:45:47.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! Yesterday was career seminar day! And everyone was looking ho-o-o-ot~! LOL. Had boring talks, like really boring. Then after we had this dedication service. We saw pictures from sec1, and then our subject teachers all said to us something, to wish us well, and I thought that was really really really sweeeeeeet! Yes, Ms Koh gave us this really nice little notebook with a little note in it toooo. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after we all headed down to Ion, like the new one at Orchard. But still a lot shops haven't open o.o Or is it that a lot of not-my-type clothes so I didn't really bother to see. Hmmmmm. Then we went to have PepperLunchhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then Shermin and me went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's really funny. Like on Tuesday, Hey! Tomorrow is CSD! Then today, Oh. It's the day after CSD already. It's over. Alrightszxc! Today after school TzuYing, Jong and me went to Subway. Then Berrylite. And that's all. Like typical day kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when TzuYing and I were going home, we walked past this shop. Like wholesale shop. Then I saw this jacket/cardigan. I don't know. It's costs me $7! *screams* LOVEZXCZXCZXC! That totally made my day, and I'm so happy until now like that's also why I'm blogging. Totalleh. Lovezxc. 7 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams in Shermeen's ears*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-281206270475145017?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/281206270475145017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=281206270475145017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/281206270475145017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/281206270475145017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-yesterday-was-career-seminar-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1569496907569399208</id><published>2009-09-16T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:50:45.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I'm still wide awake now O.O Though I have to wake up at 0430. Yes, decided that I should wake up at 0430 instead because blowdrying my hair makes my hair straighter. So yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just feel that I need to clarify like. I wake up so early is because I'm going to bathe which takes half an hour because I'm going to wash my hair in the morning too. Not like I'm waking up extra early because I want to slap on make up or straighten my hair. It's not like I'm not familiar with the stuffs I'm using that I have to spend eternity to make sure they look okay. Like duh. When I mean straighten my hair, I don't mean straighten my entire head of hair, because by then I will die. And I am only going to do eyeliner and my eyelash. I'm definitely not doing like blusher and eyeshadow and eyebrows and lips and conceal pimples(not that I have a lot of them). I need to wash my hair because the thought of going out in home clothes just can't make me leave the house with un-washed hair. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;(what's that word)&lt;/s&gt; *snaps fingers!!!!!* STRONGLY object to anyone label-ing me as a vainpot just because of this. Because every girl wants to look their best, rights? And totally not extreme to like over the top because which girl don't like to take care of themeselves? Like. I'm that will-touch-poop-if-I-need-to kind of girl. I mean, no sound girls would touch poop like for no reason in the world right -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm writing this post instead of sleeping but how people see me over this thing is getting into me. SO ANYWAYS. I love shopping and looking nice, like any other girls. Period. Full stop. ZXCZXCZXCZXC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1569496907569399208?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1569496907569399208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1569496907569399208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1569496907569399208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1569496907569399208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello_16.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-655819584709996773</id><published>2009-09-11T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:36:19.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I look at the World Map. I saw Australia at the SEA side. So I can't help but wonder then why is Australia a Western country? Then I remembered.. That the world is Round. (Not today only lurs, duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pspezone.com/vblog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/nokia-5530-xpressmusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pspezone.com/vblog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/nokia-5530-xpressmusic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I'm feeling a sudden surge of happiness! (::::: Yes! I've just my new phone, yesterday! It's really funny. I seem to have this feeling that I was going to get my phone yesterday. But I didn't know. The person called me, but I missed the call and didn't bother to call back. Then TzuYing and Jong ask me go Subway. Firstly, I was kind of tired. Secondly, I wanted to play with my cousin. But just went anyways. Then we walked past Nokia, and the lady saw me. She came up to have a closer look at my nam tag and then told me the phone arrived already. Earlier than expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't exactly know what to do with the phone though :\ There's nothing much I can do. I'm seriously too lazy to transfer songs like 400+ and there's only 4GB memory in the memory card given. And since the phone is new, there's barely anything online to download to the phone. I cannot put themes either. And to find games to fit the 320x640 resolution isn't as easy as 123. One thing I really liked is the messaging and the typings. Hey, the sensors are sharp and I can type with my nails! *squeals* And the handwriting recognition supports words and not just letters! Hee-hei-ho! (I don't know what's that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways. Today. After 4 hours of Literature straight with a 10 minutes break. I was on the verge of breaking because I slept late last night ): Then TzuYing, Jong, Marcus.S, Haziq and me went to Tampines Mall to watch G-Force! DAMN CUTE! Really. I think the story is good, the characters are cute and the people I watch with are nice! YAY. Ok, go watch G-Force. Lovezxc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love popcorn. I do. Love popcorn ttm. (ttm: To The Max)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzanworld.com/images/world_map_names_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-655819584709996773?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/655819584709996773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=655819584709996773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/655819584709996773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/655819584709996773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-look-at-world-map.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-5847638582318095735</id><published>2009-09-07T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:41:50.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I should've thought about what will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I should've have thought about what my consequences will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I should've known you may be hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I should've been smarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I should've been kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I shouldn't have done what I done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel so lousy as a friend; in all aspects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes it just knocks me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5847638582318095735?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5847638582318095735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5847638582318095735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5847638582318095735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5847638582318095735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1399428994168232532</id><published>2009-09-06T12:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:14:45.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello. Here are some videos that I think is nice!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGxcL8CYYoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGxcL8CYYoc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jay Sean's Down, ft. Lil. Wayne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm. I think Jay is suave and sexy in this one and I really can just keep looking at this video like over and over again. The feeling this vid gave me is like it's made since a long time ago. Like, like that total opposite of BEP's BBP kind of video. If you get what I mean. So anyways, I like the song and ANYWAYS, it just melts my heart. (I can't put it in words. Tell me if you ever feel the same way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7ObWCWAME0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7ObWCWAME0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just chanced upon this video while Youtube-ing. AhGwee was telling me about this. Is it this one? Hmmmm. Damn weird. I think I like the original one. LOL. Btw, It's &lt;em&gt;And when I'm skipping with her, My heart feels a da~~ance ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Sing along with your favourite fish!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1399428994168232532?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1399428994168232532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1399428994168232532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1399428994168232532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1399428994168232532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello_06.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2956441179846618319</id><published>2009-09-05T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:18:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need to say. I have done no wrong, I have no fault. And I'm not going to say sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I am suppose to get my new phone today. My line actually expired already o.o So my aunt and I went to Parkway to see new phones. Sadly, the model that I wanted - W960i-, is like out of stock, too old, so no one will ever order it again. And I wanted that. Hmmm. Even though it's old, the design is nice what. Nowadays, SE phones are either flip phones or slide phones. And Nokie phones are either slide or have ugly keypads. And Samsung is too long never use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. We two walked around Parkway for like a few rounds. Good thing Parkway has all the retailers: Singtel, Starhub, M1. But we never go M1 lah. (And I don't even know why I mention that.) Soooooooooooooooo, I was looking at the other phones. Then I made up my mind to get the Samsung Omnia I. But thennnnn, the salesperson say NO MORE STOCK! Is it me or what. Why the phones that catches my eye are too old -.-  She also said that the phone has a bit of software problems. And Omnia II does not support Chinese. And Samsung Jet is a weird shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my only choice is to go Nokia. I was also quite (what's that word). I thought all Nokia phones looked about the same these days. LOL. Then I told her about the Nokia 5530. The price is $399. And it's a new phone. So she said quite reasonable. But must pre-order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up. Now I'm going to get the Nokia 5530, black &amp;amp; red, next week when Nokia officially launches it. Which means a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am only going to get my new phone next week. A Nokia one at that. I've never owned a Nokia phone before and I have no idea what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am going to get the phone on the day it is launched! Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I will also get a free bluetooth headset(!!!!) because I pre-ordered it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to search for themes and games to put in the phone. Hopefully it will work. And I can't wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, It's a touch-screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen! *screams in Shermeen's ears* (Like I have no idea why I do that, but I guess I'm too used to doing it. That's why.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2956441179846618319?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2956441179846618319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2956441179846618319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2956441179846618319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2956441179846618319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6187243447396018719</id><published>2009-09-04T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:25:17.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selena Gomez said in Seventeen that teenagers don't do half the things they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Made sense. And no, was just pointing that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All rights. I've gotten back all my prelims results and there are a few thing I can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Bang wall and die.&lt;br /&gt;-My humanities really suck. Didn't pwn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Bang wall and die.&lt;br /&gt;-Because I've got a 23 for my L1R5 and 15 for my L1R4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Bang wall and die. Like really.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm starting to lose faith in my abilities. I'm screwing up myself. Even my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. Now it isn't Hard Work Does Pay Off, it's I Reap What Shit I Sow. Don't know how to study already, and i'm like back to square one. Homework then switch off. Totalleh stinks. I just feel that I need to complain and have the right to complain. Because that's the only reasonable thing I think I can do now. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my egg is chao ta. Is this some kind of a joke? Anyways. I'm so getting my new phone tomorrow. And I guess it's just another reason I should let myself off another day. See lah. Now my ahma come piss me offffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff x100000000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to Shermin's house to sleep! I didn't know we were suppose to study there, so I didn't bring my books and ended up sleeping :\ *screams* She just totally pissed me offffffff. My ahma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%!$@%$!^@*!&amp;amp;^!$@*!&amp;amp;%@&amp;amp;@%"&gt;!@#$%!$@%$!^@*!&amp;amp;^!$@*!&amp;amp;%@&amp;amp;@%&lt;/a&gt;#^&amp;amp;@^!&amp;amp;!&amp;amp;#*(!(&amp;amp;@ I'm so accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is a week of bonus school days. Like, we get to go to school later. And I'm suppose to be real excited. I have so much to say when I wanted to blog. Forget it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6187243447396018719?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6187243447396018719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6187243447396018719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6187243447396018719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6187243447396018719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/selena-gomez-said-in-seventeen-that.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7435467740169989554</id><published>2009-09-01T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:56:35.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm am so darn angry. Just that few months of mia-ing from AuditionSEA, some freak idiot go level my character. I never wanted to leave Novice. And some goonhead go do my license. Seriously lah. All my cash items and friends in that account. Then someone just threw it like dust into the dustbin. Like into history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what do i do in free? Make new friends? Freak that guy lah. Whoever it is. Let me know i will break his bones, knock his front two teeth out and pull out all his nails. If possible i will do a few crop circles on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn him lah. Really. Next time don't ever give my account to anyone. I think i'm really too kind. Even it's for a good cause, i will never ever &lt;em&gt;lend&lt;/em&gt; my dens to anyone because i will never in the century get it back. If there is a need to, give the most useless account and not the main. I'm too stupid. I should go bang the wall and die now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7435467740169989554?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7435467740169989554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7435467740169989554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7435467740169989554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7435467740169989554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/09/screams-im-am-so-darn-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-5571477820367712012</id><published>2009-08-31T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:13:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*screams*&lt;strong&gt; Fated To Love You&lt;/strong&gt; is so nice! Lovezxczxczxc! Really must watch. It must be good because I don't watch all dramas :\ And I will only re-watch those that are really sweet. Like this one. FTLY FTLY! C: It's one of those few dramas where the girl end up with the better looking guy :B And the guy is always rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Today was the Teachers' Day celebration in school and tomorrow is a holiday! *squeals* All of the clique wore the Cheer You Up tee shirt today! Damn cooooolzxc. Even all the designs. A lot of people were wearing it too. Then it's always with the All Children Exercise S___ thing. So the girls played Bounce Volleyball- BV. It was fun! And we won a pink towel, well I thought it was cute ._. Then after school we went to Subway. Like Sherraleen suggested us to go, so rare. Then we also paraded into Giordano and bought two smiley badges each! Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I reached home, and played Pet Society. I'm so freak poor now. Seriously. Then I fell asleep o.o By the time I woke up, my mp3 was already out of batt. So. I charged it. And I added many music videos into it. I just realised the Any Video Converter I downloaded has the function to rip an convert videos from Youtube. So I got some videos. I really liked the Jay Sean ft. Lil' Wayne's Down. The videos was coolzxc! And Jay Sean look so suave there +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. I AM SO GOING TO GET A NEW PHONE. LIKE W960i. I think that phone is like super old. Since last year. But I suppose it doesn't really matter because I've got a mp3 now. AND GUESS WHAT! I dropped the damn device on the floor. And then it got scratched! Like real badly )::::::: My mp3 is so ugly now. Boozxc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5571477820367712012?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5571477820367712012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5571477820367712012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5571477820367712012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5571477820367712012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/screams-fated-to-love-you-is-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7237030509083117172</id><published>2009-08-30T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:50:42.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. I guess it's true when they say new blogskins make you want to blog specially more. Hmmm. After what happened yesterday and before, TzuYing and me decided that we shall be at the library right when it opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the National Library at Bugis opens at 10am. So we woke up at 8am eh! Then it was raining so super heavily. By the time we got down the bus, we were like half drenched. We walked into the library and it was so empty. Then so we decided to go have high-tea. Like really&lt;em&gt; high&lt;/em&gt;. Then we finished at about 11am? So we made our way up. Damn. The place was almost full already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. And then we realise the study lounge actually opens at 9am already. So now we know, then next time can go earlier to get the tables. We stayed there for about 5 hours. Along when I went for toilet breaks, about 2pm or so, there were SO MANY people outside, sitting on the floor studying. Like wow. Seriously a lot. Until the security came and chased them away. TzuYing and me were already considered real lucky to be able to get a seat on the floor with a low table. There's this guy ah. Darn ungentlemanly canzxc. See two girls squeezed at one corner also don't want let us move the table a bit. He was like using the whole table to himself lah! Arsezxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he later moved to a higher table that has chairs. A lady walked in, with high heels, was using that high table too. Because supposedly the high table is for people who are using the laptops where the sockets are. Then he still sit beside the lady, and the lady was standing for like up to half an hour. Seriously. What kind of man is that. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Then we went to have KFC. Yes, just the day we had. At least now we discovered a new spot to study! Weekends at the National Library, 9am meet okays! :&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7237030509083117172?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7237030509083117172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7237030509083117172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7237030509083117172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7237030509083117172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3787890307888669623</id><published>2009-08-29T19:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:45:42.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IAM GOING TO TYPE IN CAPS TODAY. BECAUSE I LIKE/LOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL?!?!??!?! I'M LIKE WATCHING THE MICHAEL JACKSON CONCERT. AND SOME GIRL ACTUALLY RAN UP THE STAGE AND HUGGED HIM. AND MJ DIDN'T LIKE PUSH HER AWAY LIKE MOST CELEBRITIES WOULD, AND STILL HUGGED HER(?!). &lt;strong&gt;WHY SHE SO LUCKY?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt; DAMN HER LAH. SERIOUSLY. THEN SECURITY COME TAKE HER AWAY SHE STILL WOULDN'T LET GO OF MJ. SHE WAS STILL KISSING HIM LIKE SUPER AGGRESSIVELY AND HUGGING HIM!!!!!! I'M NOT A HUGE FAN OF MJ, BUT THAT WAS LIKE HIS PEAK PERIOD, AND SHE WAS THERE?, JUST RAN UP AND HUGGED HIM?! *ENVIOUS/JEALOUS DIE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANYWAYS. THIS IS SO STUPID. SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AFTER THE LIBRARY INCIDENT. NO ONE KNOWS THAT THEY ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO STUDY IN THE LIBRARY EH. COME ON. THE LIBRARY. &lt;strong&gt;AS IN NOT THAT YOU CANNOT STUDY IN THE LIBRARY BECAUSE IT'S THE PEAK HOUR&lt;/strong&gt;(WHERE OF COURSE PRIORITY IS GIVEN TO THE LIBRARY RESOURCES USERS.), &lt;strong&gt;BUT WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO STUDY AT THE LIBRARY.&lt;/strong&gt; AND THAT THE LIBRARIAN WHO IS JUST DOING HER DUTIES INFORMED US THEY JUST CLOSED THEIR EYES JUST BECAUSE THEY KNOW THAT THE LIBRARY IS A GOOD PLACE TO STUDY. MY BACKSIDE. WHEN THE CHILDREN'S SECTION HAS BARELY ANYONE, WHO'S THERE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT US???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEN TODAY, WE HAD NO WHERE TO GO, LIKE ALWAYS AT THE AIRPORT ESP ALSO BECAUSE TODAY IS A WEEKEND. SO WE WENT TO T3'S McDONALDS. THEN THERE WERE ALREADY SO MANY PEOPLE STUDYING THERE, LIKE IN FRONT OF THE COUNTER, RIGHT UNDER THE PEOLE'S NOSES. THEN WE WERE SMART ENOUGH TO OCCUPY THE SEATS BEHIND THE COUNTER. THEN THERE'S THIS UNCLE WTH TWO AUNTIES SITTING IN FRONT OF US. I THINK THEY WERE LOUSY ENOUGH TO LISTEN TO OUR COVERSATION ABOUT STUDYING AT THE CHAIN. AND THEN SO RIDICULOUS LAH, THERE WASN'T LIKE ANYONE STUDYING THERE, BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHY NO ONE WANTS TO STUDY BEHIND THE COUNTER. THEN HE COMPLAINED TO ONE STAFF ABOUT STUDENTS STUDYING THERE WHEN THERE IS A HUGE SIGN THAT WE ARE &lt;em&gt;NOT ALLOWED TO STUDY AT ALL TIMES&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEN THE STAFF WAS LIKE NICE ENOUGH TO TELL HIM THAT IT'S ACTUALLY OKAY BECAUSE THERE WERE VERY FEW PEOPLE THERE AT THAT TIME AND THERE WERE STILL SEATS ANYWAY. OF COURSE THE UNCLE BWG LAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEN AFTER WE GOT OUR DRINKS AND ALL AND JUST BEGUN ON STUDYING, THE &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;SQUARED-FACE BALDING SPECTACLED MANAGER(UGLY COLOUR FOR UGLY PEOPLE/THINGS. IN THIS CASE, IT'S IT.) &lt;/span&gt;COME OVER TO TELL US THAT WE ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO STUDY THERE. I BET IT MUST BE THAT&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; -INSERT ADJECTIVE HERE-&lt;/span&gt; UNCLE WITH THAT TWO&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; -INSERT ADJECTIVE HERE-&lt;/span&gt; AUNTIES WENT TO TOLD ON US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IDIOT RIGHTS?! I MEAN EVEN IF IT WASN'T THEM, THERE WERE SO MANY PEOPLE IN &lt;s&gt;THEIR&lt;/s&gt; HIS FACE&lt;s&gt;S&lt;/s&gt; STUDYING AND &lt;s&gt;THEY&lt;/s&gt; HE CHOSE TO CHASE US OUT?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUCKER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES, I CAME HOME TO COMPLAIN TO MY AUNTIE. AND SHE TOTALLY AGREE WITH ME. LIKE WHAT NONSENSE IS THIS. SHE SAID WE WERE TOO KIND, SHE ALSO SAID WE SHOULD QUESTION HIM ABOUT THE OTHER PEOPLE. I THOUGHT IT WAS MEAN TO SAY OTHER PEOPLE TOO, BUT MY AUNTIE SAY JUST DON'T POINT FINGER AT ANYONE LAH. YEAH. GOOD POINT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE IT'S S DIFFICULT TO CHASE ALL THE OTHER STUDENTS OUT, THOSE AT THE COUNTER. AND IF THEY DO THAT, THE PLACE WOULD SEEM EMPTY AND PEOPLE WOULDN'T COME. SO NEXT TIME IF WE WANT TO MIX AMONG TO STUDY, MIX WITH THE OTHER GROUPS OF PEOPlE STUDYING. YES. SO WE WERE JUST PURE UNLUCKY. AND PERHAPS A LITTLE UNCLEAR IN THE MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST BEAT IT! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ MJ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;I've changed a new blogskin! It's real simple so I suppose there's no way I would get sick of it, since it's already&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; simple. Hmmm. Lovezxc this blogskin-er.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3787890307888669623?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3787890307888669623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3787890307888669623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3787890307888669623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3787890307888669623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/iam-going-to-type-in-caps-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7231927321181445730</id><published>2009-08-28T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:52:17.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I'm darn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Jong and me went for band. Then we stayed the whole practice doing homework. And Joel, is STILL blaming me for getting his position in band. Seriously, I did not choose him to be the QM. I only proposed, partly because I thought that Ashikin could do a better post. Ugh. He made me feel like I've made the stupidest/dumbest/silliest/wrong-est mistake I could ever make in my entire life. Boozxc. How could he do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then Jong and me went to the sushi shop for sushi. Yes, we were that bored too. Then at the bus stop, I saw this guy, from Vjc, checking out Jong. I told Jong, and she ignored me. Then when I was leaving, the guy took bus 31 too. Then Jong, I have no idea why, turned around. And in that2 seconds, she caught a glance at that guy(who also still kept checking out Jong) and then text-ed me telling me he's so cute. Come on, in that 2 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. Jong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My facebook statistics:&lt;br /&gt;Profile: Jaime Apple, 299 friends, thousands of notes, and a Spongebob Mood app.&lt;br /&gt;Pet Society: Name-moomoo, Level 30, 16'297 coins, 28/45 trophies&lt;br /&gt;Farm Town: User- Parang96, 147'575 coins, planting raspberry; harvest in 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;Friends For Sale!: $96,808,985 value, $16,142,041 cash, Owner- Some random guy&lt;br /&gt;Country Story: Name- J`aime, Level 12, 13'125 coins, owns a chicken&lt;br /&gt;Make A Baby: Name of boy- Roy, Lower Elementary, 819 Babybucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm really bored. I'm going to find a new blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7231927321181445730?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7231927321181445730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7231927321181445730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7231927321181445730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7231927321181445730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6755150898862509734</id><published>2009-08-24T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:45:23.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I don't know what to blog already o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my results are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back only if you're like really really bored, or needs to be linked, re`linked, or removed. Or just the tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. XOXO&lt;br /&gt;(I'll be back. Duh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6755150898862509734?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6755150898862509734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6755150898862509734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6755150898862509734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6755150898862509734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7752003106367681233</id><published>2009-08-16T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:50:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! Prelims is over, but not officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still Chinese prelims. Because MOE has decided that our results will be known to us only on the 19th. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Friday, the day after we finished our last english paper, we have ALL decided that we shall have frog porridge! YAY! Then we said have it for dinner, because it won't be opened in the morning. Sherlyn, Shermin and Ahgwee had this TP E Math seminar(Which i heard was total propaganda. LOL). So TzuYing, Jong and me decided that we shall have a shopping spree at Bugis and meet them at Duman Food Court later. It wasn't exactly a spree because we didn't buy a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had berrylite! Just so that day the special flavour was Strawberry. Digg that! LOL. We each had a small one. And then shared a medium one. Hmmmm, which after then, we were broke. So Jong couldn't make it to dinner because she couldn't eat frogs, and TzuYing was kind of broke. So it made me decided that i shall not turn up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT THEN(!), IDIOT SHERMEEN POSTED SUPER NICE&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES OF THEIR SUMPTOUS DINNER AT DFC! WHAT THE HELL&lt;br /&gt;RIGHTSZXCZXCZXCZXCZXCZXCZXC?! AND THE BEST PART IS - SHE POSTED THEM ON&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK. SO! I WAS LEFT TO FIGHT THIS "&lt;em&gt;WAR&lt;/em&gt;" MYSELF! *DISLIKE DISLIKE*&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*PULLS&lt;br /&gt;HAIR*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm past it already. *roll eyes* *gives whatever look* *flings hair* *roll eyes again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday i went to church! Yes, after super duper long. Hmmmm. Friendly as ever. I just couldn't strike a proper conversation. o.o Gahh, i didn't join them for dinner because i gtg. Yah, just gtg.&lt;em&gt; Not in a rush, but just gtg.&lt;/em&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i just learnt a new skill - The 10cm Flick! No i didn't learnt it. I saw it. But it's so easy i leant by watching. LDM. It's when say i'm 10cm away from the person and the person can &lt;em&gt;feeeeeeeel&lt;/em&gt; the effect. Yes. No. Actually, i'm suppose to flick his nips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it's for both sexes to execute this move, but only on guys. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i just went to the pasar malam at Bedok Inter. Just because it's there (:::::::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7752003106367681233?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7752003106367681233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7752003106367681233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7752003106367681233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7752003106367681233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-prelims-is-over-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3709561114043793627</id><published>2009-08-09T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:26:58.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOHOOOO! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 44TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE DIE YOU! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much persuassion, i managed to get Shermin, Jong and TzuYing to watch the fireworks with me. I very much wanted to go to the Esplanade, to get a good spot under the shades and wait for the night veil to fall and watch the beautiful sparks. But then we met like at 1700. So there was like freaking hell lot of people. And we then we went to Subway to have dinner. Early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we followed the crowd, to outside of MarinaSquare. By the time we walk there, The Esplanade looks too far already. And it was damn pack. So we decided to climb some stairs to get a good spot to watch the fireworks. But so many people already, so we went into MS, up MS, into the rooftop, which i was so excited to find the entrance. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to a spot, and sat down. It was darn smoky, like LJS smell, but it's the smoke. We reached there at like 1848 (because for some reason, we were synchronising our clocks). Then we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 20XX, the first fireworks came up. Then we rushed to the side where we can totally see it. And people was excited too! LOL. Then we decided to change place to get a better view, because the smoke is irritating our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the other side, we had to also stand, because there was really really a lot of people. Then saw the fireworks and all. Seriously, the one we see that "opens" up in my face, it's totally different from the one others see at home. Even though it is true that it's in the comfort of our own home, but how about it - Singaporeans come together, just to watch he fireworks. And the march past/pass. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed the 8:22 pledge moment. There was suppose to be an alarm, guess it didn't ring :\ Then we went back down into MS, there was this NDP roadshow, playing all the national day songszxc ever created. Then it's like a lot a lot of people sit around the Centrestage, the place is called Centrestage o.o , and we all sang the National Day songs. Then after each song we will cheer for Singapore. There was no emcee, so all was really from our hearts, that we were so proud of Singapore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that singing, and screaming/shriekings/cheering/shouting, we headed home. And my voice was kind of hoarse/coarse ._." Then Shermin and me walked through Suntec, went to Watsons, then the toilet, then the bus stop. At the bus stop, Shermin was like telling me she want to wash her hair when she gets home. -.- Damn weird rights, even though from the smoke, but so late then wash hair. Then she started smelling her hair and went:&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Hey, have strawberry smell.&lt;/span&gt; So i smelt my hands and said:&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; You just washed your hand.&lt;/span&gt; Shermin: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So?&lt;/span&gt; *Smells her hand* Shermin: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh yah ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LDMzxczxczxczxc. Joke of my day, instead of the anything-but-a-joke joke of Shermin's. LDM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Shermin and me went for supper. Super random. She ate so slow, even though it's just porridge. Then we went to the Senior Citizen exercise area and exercised ._____. Surprisingly, Shermin's not afraid of cockroaches. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TzuYing, your mum and dad just had a romantic walk under the moonlight. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still can't a message out. Tuesday's papers are E Math paper2 and Literature. And i totally must see the encore of NDP '09's parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, today is me and my audi couple's one year of marry aniversary. Kewlzxczxczxczxc rights?! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3709561114043793627?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3709561114043793627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3709561114043793627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3709561114043793627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3709561114043793627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/whoohoooo-happy-44th-birthday-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2843462566795226305</id><published>2009-08-07T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:28:52.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; sinful. I shouldn't be blogging. Anyways. Quick post because i need to get some things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's papers were quite alright. I thought the English was kind of a killer with all that chim words. Anyways. I will pwn die Humanities, if not i seriously can go eat shit, bang wall and die. A Math is a goner, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as i was saying, I have been listening to 91.3, the station. The time slot is 20:00 - 00:00, called Top 30 Countdown or something. I really liked the way he speaks and yeah, cool music. So i was listening to the songs, to which one i'm so addicted to now- Future Love _ Kristina DeBarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Youtube is totally a video-sharing-community-cum-forum-in-the-comments-itself. As i know, Future Love is this band's original song call Varsity Fanclub. Nah, never heard of. But the guys are quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, the people who likes VFC are making mean comments about Kristina going like: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"She stole the song!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *roll eyes* Yeah, now that KD's FL is hitting the charts like mad. They are so whatever. And then comes out people who went like: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"VFC isn't that perfect. This song is just a blatant rip-off of One Step At A Time of Jordan Sparks!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's Jordin Sparks, and i really can't hear the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and. If VFC could totally manage the song so well, why do i have difficulty tracking their songs out at different sites? *double roll eyes* And i was youtube-ing, i saw their acoustic version. It was damn hot. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhDNpjKBKf4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt; May not be the best version, i'm lazy to back the pages. Digg that finger-snapping. LDM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After counting the days, i realise there's only three days of prelims left! I'm already like a balloon losing my air. Aye. 6 more papers. And it's the killer ones - Physics, E Math P2, Literature and A Math P2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love die original version of Future Love by Kristina DeBarge and acoustic version of Future Love by Varsity Fanclub :::::::::::D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]I forgot what i wanted to write. But on a side note, Colbie Caillat's Falling For You is sweet too. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2843462566795226305?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2843462566795226305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2843462566795226305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2843462566795226305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2843462566795226305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-damn-sinful.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6957305071333075322</id><published>2009-08-01T13:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T13:55:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prelims till 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; August. Be back till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagboard is free for tags/convos/spams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`xoxo; Jaime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6957305071333075322?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6957305071333075322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6957305071333075322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6957305071333075322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6957305071333075322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/08/prelims-till-17-th-august.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4321074775368693310</id><published>2009-07-26T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:12:20.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so close to prelims now, and i'm stuck with a stupid cough. So the doctor insisted that i take two days off school. &lt;em&gt;I had to bargain with him&lt;/em&gt; -.- I mean, i was suppose to be off school for &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Now i'm so lazy to finish my homework. Prelims is this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was like the last day of June holidays, i'd be celebrating. pfft. Damn the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No no no, cannot go school."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4321074775368693310?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4321074775368693310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4321074775368693310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4321074775368693310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4321074775368693310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-so-close-to-prelims-now-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8416265818294038237</id><published>2009-07-24T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:17:01.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! I CAN POST NOW! WHOOHOOOOOOOOO! THIS IS SO IRRITATING. SO I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH THIS STUPID PROBLEM BECAUSE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE FORUM IS ALSO COMPLAINING! AND IT'S ALL RECENT. SO I SUPPOSE IT'S NOT ANYTHING TO DO WITH ME OR MY COMP. NO WONDER PEOPLE WANT TO CHANGE TO OTHER ONLINE JOURNALS SITE. BECAUSE BLOGGER IS SO SLOW IN FINDING OUT THE PROBLEMS. AH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i did not go to school. Because my stomach has decided that a really bad cough shall be the reason why i'm absent from school today. And i can't speak. It's a very husky voice. Anyways, i hate updating my Messenger live plus! because it always downloads tons of adverts on my computer. Boozxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I have officially stepped down on the 22nd of July. And I am so happy about the new posts &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the new committee! It's really fun and definitely a great opportunity to help the band, in whatever way we can :D One year ago, i was given the QM post because i'm trusted to do well. Now all of the new comm`s have also been trusted with their new responsibilites because we have all seen them worked hard. And this is their time to shine, just like how i did the days before Tuesday. And check it out here: &lt;a href="http://darrysecrets.wordpress.com/"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep it's Darren's blog, and it says it's locked up. But appearently it's not. I LOVE THE NEW COMM! I am so happy that the new QM`s are &lt;strong&gt;Joel and Amos&lt;/strong&gt;, and in training assistant &lt;strong&gt;Derrick&lt;/strong&gt;! It's really a big job being a Quarter Master and i hope the two of them will step up to it. I know Joel seems to dislike this post. Because last time he was the percussion section SL, so he thought that the QM are &lt;em&gt;SUPPOSE TO&lt;/em&gt; help the percussion, which is actually so wrong. It's true that we are in charge of the instrument, but helping the percussion is every band member's duty. The QM`s help because we are a part of band. And he keeps saying things like:&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; But you are the QM what!&lt;/span&gt; LIKE HELLO! We have better things to do. Instead, i actually see more percussion members waiting around for the other people to help keep everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i &lt;u&gt;suggested&lt;/u&gt; him as my next QM, because at first i thought that would be a good taste of his own medicine. But then i also thought that he's not a bad choice, because behind that mischievous side of him, i saw that he is actually quite a responsible boy. Besides being gl, i think he knows what is right and what is wrong. And i really believe that this post will help him step up. With all the help being available, Joel, stop thinking that i sabotage-d you canzxczxc. I have no choice and no idea to what the teachers are choosing, seriously. And Mr Fahmi gave Joel this post also because he believes that Joel can do it too. And i believe he can, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;ASHIKIN IS THE NEW DRUM MAJOR! I AM SO FREAK PROUD OF HER!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think no one can do a better job than her if i think about it now. Being the assistant QM, she has been very keen to learn, and always takes the initiative. She responds well and actually a better role to discipline her own section people rather than Joel. LOL. Though she's a little petite, she doesn't let others ride on top of her. She is willing to follow and alright to lead. Isn't that what a leader is all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I am so happy about the posts. And i can set my mind at ease. Except for Joel's unhappiness and whether he's willing to put an effort into it. Well. I've stepped down of band, just like anyone else that already stepped down from their CCAs. Mrs Mak actually gave everyone an adjective in her speech. She must have spent a lot of time on it. I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ORGANIZED JAIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Aren't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes it's true like what Mr Yap has said, if we look back in time 10 years later. We would see that band is the best times in our secondary school life. In all that tears and laughter, i've grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAHBLAHBLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims is exactly one week away. And i'm barely half done. I can only convince myself that even though i may not be prepared now. All that studying i'm doing now, is for the O's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8416265818294038237?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8416265818294038237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8416265818294038237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8416265818294038237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8416265818294038237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-i-can-post-now-whoohooooooooo-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1333770961482959826</id><published>2009-07-13T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:47:25.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I ever mention that I think guys who wears shorts, bottoms, at a length above their knees(except P.E) are gay? Today I saw two Broadrick guys on the bus. They were like so cheeky. Then one of them got down first, hmmm, it seems his shirt was too small for him. Like, it's short kind of thing. And then the next guy who got off had his pants like well above his knees. I thought they were sec2. But then on second thought. No doubt they're sec1 little boys. Ah well. Come to think of it. The Sec1s are born-ed in 1996. I'm in 199X. It's like a big difference. It seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I've really been studying. Like seriously compared to last time. And it's a bad time to get motivated now only. Aye. And today whenever I have time and feel like doing something, I finish up my homework straight away. I finished my homework like before-hand. I wanted to come home to study. But it's like there's a virus at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i know hardwork does pays off, don't it? When I was copying my notes, I was like wondering if I will be able to remember what i've written. Hey, i was reciting my notes in the toilet this morning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak of virus, my school has already 2 cases of the H1N1 cases. Jong has been absent for school since last Thursday. And today Yayah, who's been seating like one Ms Koh apart, is down with fever too. And my cluster of 4 is down with cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I've just realised that mentos has Fuji apple flavour. And it's darn nice. o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1333770961482959826?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1333770961482959826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1333770961482959826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1333770961482959826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1333770961482959826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-i-ever-mentioned-that-i-think-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7539990239492013917</id><published>2009-07-12T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:00:14.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For one thing i must say,&lt;strong&gt; i totally digg &lt;em&gt;Seventeen&lt;/em&gt; magazine&lt;/strong&gt;. It's like, the editors are really seventeen, and the coolest people on earth. Their articles are like something i would say real and close to the heart. Be it advices, tips, recommendation or just the Little Black Book. I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the magazine. And yesterday my aunt and cousin gave me a ton of nail polish and art. I'm officially opening a beauty parlour right in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Today met Shermin and TzuYing at the Eunos Mrt. We wanted to go PizzaHut at the community centre to study. There was a prettaye malay wedding there :B After finishing our lunch, which was incredibly filling and not worth the value(not that the food's ugly, it's just too much, &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; Shermin couldn't finish her share.), we decided that the place was not a conducive place to study because of the cold in the small area, the wedding, and to me was the lack of food. I mean, you know what i mean lurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked out, and it's always the same - Airport. We love the airport, don't we? We went to T2's Coffee Beans. And then do halfway, kena chased out. Because we didn't buy anything. Yet. And people were coming in ): Damn the two couples. Just because they had something on their tables of CB, and prolly because they're older too. Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bought coffee before leaving. I bought White Chocolate coffee ice-blend +++++ Whipped cream. I know it's a sin, but i couldn't help it. And while waiting for it, i tried the full cream milk. It was nice! It's funny, to drink the milk alone. It was niceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wanted to go to the Viewing mall, in hopes to see planes flying to the sky. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"There's a reason why it's called the viewing mall rights?"&lt;/span&gt; when i asked: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do we get to see aeroplanes there?&lt;/span&gt; Then in the end it was kind of &lt;em&gt;not there. &lt;/em&gt;So we decided to go to the Staff canteen, because it was right in front of us. Then we started doing our homework there, like each person to their tables. Then start to do really diligently. Serious! I did one chapter of Geography and 2 causes to why deforestation happens. I took like almost 3 hours. I think i'm really slow, and true enough, i won't be able to cover all chapters of all subjects when Prelims comes on the 31st of July. I am so dead. Shermin kept complaining she looks like a slacker when we were rushing our notes. It's so irritating to know that she's already checked half of the revision list off! *curses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 1830, we started to pack up and scout for food, like anyone would after a day of hard work. *cross fingers* We sat around and walked around. I want to eat mee pok soup. I want to eat Hokkien mee. I want to eat Maggie mee .. Went the three girls. Finally after seating and laughing long enought plus a few coin flippings, we left the canteen for Kopitiam. We started a &lt;em&gt;little &lt;/em&gt;conflict to who's to blame for spending too much time at the canteen, just deciding where to go. Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird enough, we ran through the carpark because Shermin was shrieking and running and we followed o.o It was kind of scary to stay in the carpark. All tragedies that goes unknown always happens in the carpark. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed for Kopitiam and ate. TzuYing was emo-ing ): She didn't have appetite. Then halfway through our food, she said: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm going to get some light stuffs.&lt;/span&gt; And she went to Burger King to buy onion rings(which she didn't even finish. She eats those rings by peeling off the crispy part first.) and a burger(she doesn't like pickles). We went back at around 2000. First, TzuYing's mother called to ask when is she coming back. Then my ahma. Then Shermin's mother. LOL. TzuYing says this is called the universal mothers, they always call after 8. True enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Shermin is so hooked on QuadraPop. And she says: Guys who wears black and has a round face looks like biscuits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7539990239492013917?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7539990239492013917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7539990239492013917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7539990239492013917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7539990239492013917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-one-thing-i-must-say-i-totally-digg.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4595539778227488447</id><published>2009-07-08T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:48:52.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This skin is really chio-o-logy +_+ Anyways, shouldn't have an problems with resolutions and whatnots. It's just a navigational skin. And very prettaye, for me. And now i will totally have troubles uploading pictures because they will end up in an ugly format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't edit like anything. Too lazy and i liked it like this. And today was suppose to have A Math test. Then MsChia said MrLow's class can choose to take or not. Well, i didn't :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z X C Z X C Z X C Z X C Z X C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4595539778227488447?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4595539778227488447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4595539778227488447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4595539778227488447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4595539778227488447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-skin-is-really-chio-o-logy-anyways.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4043843353470853289</id><published>2009-07-03T17:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:11:17.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's alright, it's ok. I'm so much better without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not alright. And am so not okay. With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;See that girl think that she so fine, i must believe her cos i'm losing my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine at all, either way. Whether you believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When you look me in the eye, and tell me that you love me. Everything's all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's looking in my eye, much less tell me he loves me. Anyway, everything is so not alright.&lt;br /&gt;(except Yi Xuan, but it doesn't count. LOL.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm gonna smile cos' i deserve it, It'll all get better in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, i totally deserved it. And it will never get better in time because i busted my only chance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But i've gotta get a move on with my life. It's time to be a big girl now. And big girls don't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i've just had my Chinese O Level Oral.&lt;strong&gt; And i screwed it.&lt;/strong&gt; The reading passage was about showing kindness to the people around you. And the topic was about Youth Olympic Games. Totally no link lah! And it really so stupid, when the teachers have been giving us practices - Formal/Informal letters, oral also. Then when this was asked, my mind shut down! What the hell. I blacked out. She asked me 4 questions to help me. 4. I keep stuttering, and stopping. And i have completely no idea what i'd said. It was such a wide topic, with so much to talk about. Recently the Asian Youth Games, then the Beijing Olympics also. There were so much to talk about. But i let my nervousness get the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i keep speaking English, i actually had difficulty conveying my thoughts to chinese, to say. This is so depressing. I paused for like 15 seconds. And that was the worst 15 seconds of my life. To stare and be stared at, by my O Levels invigilator, right slap in my face. My female examiner has &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;sky-blue&lt;/span&gt; nail polish on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dead. And prelims is starting on 31st July. Gah. English O Levels Oral is from 17th July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4043843353470853289?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4043843353470853289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4043843353470853289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4043843353470853289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4043843353470853289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-alright-its-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7972731155431119278</id><published>2009-07-02T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:49:21.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrights. I am studying my Social studies and have just read-ed till page 5 until i decided that i should pause for a while, and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Shermin, Jong and TzuYing came to my house. To have pizza. And then go home. Weird rights? Like their house, to me is far, then they come my house for pizza ._. Except Shermin lurs, leaving at the next block, and the weird thing is she'd never been to my house like before. And the other girls already had. I've known Shermin for 4 years, and only started to hang out together this year. AND i've never seen her before until sec1 when she's staying so near to me. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'm going to have my Chinese O`s oral. Then will i know how to spell die in chinese. x.x I'm so totally freaked out. I just kept thinking that i couldn't speak well in chinese. Like, cannot say my thoughts out exactly like i wanted it to in my mother tongue. This is stupid. Some people say first day is always the hardest, while some say it's the easiest. But i guess either way, i'm still on death row because i'm on the second day. And i heard today's convo topic. Totally stunned and couldn't answer. Im so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. TzuYing said that Shermin is sounding more and more like me, and i couldn't see why. She said Shermin was getting bimobo by the day and thinks that it's my fault. ): Then she added saying they are all going to be bimbos soon. I don't even sound like a bimbo, pl0x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to KFC, then i think they are KC girls. They came in, put down their bags, then go buy their food. So when they came back, one of the girls had their cheesefries already. So another one of the girls went: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eh! Why you have already! Bitch. &lt;/span&gt;*roll eyes* Then this same girl who said that went like: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where should i put this? Up your ass ah?&lt;/span&gt; *double roll eyes* Then they started painting their little ice-cream-sticks wooden house after they finished eating, in a fast food restaurant. *triple roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya! When i came down the bus rights, in my direction like one arm's length, a blue-eyed ang moh came towards me. And he looked at me right in my eyes. *swoon* Totally. So Ahgwee went: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Just that he didn't said that he loves me. Boozxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i also took Jong's phone and started texting her. Man. LOL :x It was something like: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Haha. Too bad. We just had KFC. Hello. Im Jaime. What's your problem ah? Boozxzxzxzx. Hi. Im Shermin, Jong's friend. Hello. Im Ahgwee. You'd better return Jong to me or i will steal her from you. Lovezxzxzxzxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (somewhere there i guess.) And i guess he was so totally freaked out, because he took some time to reply. HAHA. This Jong ah, never help him somemore. Tsk. But she did the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;States govern a territory with boundaries. They have laws, taxes, currencies,&lt;br /&gt;postal services, police and usually armies. States can be created throught war&lt;br /&gt;and negotiation. By contrast, nations are groups of people sharing common bonds&lt;br /&gt;like language, culture and historical identity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA! OH.AM.GEE. I just realised that my blogskin is totally screwed on the school's computer's resolution. I was so depressed when i saw it because it was fugly. SO, if you find my skin ugly, then it's prolly your computer's resolution. Because my screen is rectangular, and i edited my blog according to how i see it. Which means, you are not seeing the blogskin you are suppose to see, if it's ugly. Still, i don't say that my skin is perfect, but at least not that template i saw at the school's lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way. TzuYing asked us a question today. She asked what would i do if i had a million dollars. I hope in cash. I guess i would want to be a shareholder of Facebook. With that of course, i need a new computer that doesn't shut down by itself because it's too hot. Like me. LOL. Or maybe i would invest my money. Hmmm. Live a life of luxury, stuffing my mouth with silverspoons. Hey, who says you have to be born with one. Hard work sure does pays off, so i shall start thinking hard about that 1 million in cash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7972731155431119278?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7972731155431119278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7972731155431119278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7972731155431119278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7972731155431119278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/07/alrights.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8268782947081974118</id><published>2009-06-29T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:18:15.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is just the first day of school, and i feel like i'm dying already. I haven't finished most of my homework. And i only just finished E Math. x.x Anyways. Yah that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the channel 8 show now. Really damn lame sia. The SuZhen woman really courting her own death. And it always happens - at the staircase. Like the easiest place to feign a death fall. Most convenient place too. Perhaps people can try commiting suicide like that. I mean, they just die so easily. Hit the handrail, the steps, the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 Days&lt;/em&gt; is the most&lt;strong&gt; bimbo&lt;/strong&gt; magazine ever. Like seriously. And i want to be a fashion editor when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that Ye Yuchen. So good at acting, in shows and in in the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8268782947081974118?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8268782947081974118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8268782947081974118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8268782947081974118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8268782947081974118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-just-first-day-of-school-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8729416284563156857</id><published>2009-06-26T23:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:16:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm now blogging at the time of 2330. Just in case i type too slow, going past 0000. I just want to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hope you did had a wonderful day and may all your wishes come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Today, ashamed to say, i woke up late to meet them, again. I was suppose to meet them at Vivo City at 1130, and i woke up at 1033 still at home, in bed. Hmmm. So i was rushing. And i met them at a little after 1200 ^^ And to realise there are so many people going. I thought they would all meet us at Sentosa itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all went to Sentosa on Sentosa Express. (OMG I'm watching &lt;em&gt;Absolute Boyfriend&lt;/em&gt; again on Channel U. Night in chinese is NAI TE. LOL.) Then we started spreading the mat and sat down. It's like damn hot. Then suddenly the sky turned darker so we went into the Emerald Pavillion. TzuYing made Sushi, Shermin made sandwiches, JiaYan made Hotdog breads and the boys brought drink. So sad ): I didn't bring anything &gt;.&lt;" Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started playing poker cards and playing badminton. And then me and Natalie were playing relax stress. I was so bored. I started doing homework. Yah, weird enough i brought my homework out on a beach hangout. Then the other boys started arriving. They came immediately went to the beach to play soccer. So typical of them, i guess almost all boys actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i did one question of my Lit passage, i went to play soccer with Babat, Jeremy, WeiJie, ZhenLu. Like for the first time i enjoyed playing soccer! Eh, i play not bad horhs! HAHAHAHAHA. ZhenLu was like damn funny. It was so fun :B LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired, i took a break and started playing QuadraPop. (This Riiko's friend, i forgot her name, is so evil. Keep snatching Riiko's love ~.~) Then they went to the beach to play Captain's ball and frisbee. I didn't go beacause i don't like the sand all on my feet, and the sand was scalding hot. So hot that it numbs your leg, until Natalie says it feels cold. After that, we all went to bathe! And then when the girls head back to the pavillion, Daanish and ZhenLu was still badminton-ing. So i was telling WeiJie and Jeremy and Derick my life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after Daanish finish playing, he washed his hand with the bottled mineral bottle. Then he passesd the bottle to WeiJie. So WeiJie also washed his hands at the drain. Jeremy was beside him and felt the water splattering on him. Well, he was busy with his PSP that he didn't know WeiJie was washing his hand only, so he went:&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's raining!&lt;/span&gt; LOL. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. We went back to Vivo and decided to go Habourfront Centre for dinner. We were all sitting outside Pizza Hut because we had too many people, 14. For more than half and hour. Then we had pizza and ice cream cake and dessert! Shermin was so nice to treat us, and fed us all so full :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they took the cherry stems and started to try tying knots with their tongues. HAHA. I took one too. And started war-ing with it inside my mouth. AND I FINALLY DID IT! *Loud laughs* I swear i did it with my tongue! Shermin can vouch for me. Rights, Shermin?! It says that people who can tie a knot with the cherry stem with their tongues are very good kisser. I'd say even if i wasn't a good kisser at first, i would be after all that struggling to tie the freaking knot with my tongue. HAHAHA. I still have the knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my homework is still not done yet. Why aren't we quarantined yet? 300++ cases of H1N1 already eh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8729416284563156857?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8729416284563156857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8729416284563156857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8729416284563156857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8729416284563156857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-now-blogging-at-time-of-2330.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8286372610838681341</id><published>2009-06-23T00:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:58:44.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALRIGHTS! My new-i-think-it's-chio blogskin is up! YAY! I kind of think that the links part is kind of weird. Hmmmm, will change it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i couldn't stand the previous skin's background. I just can't seem to find the one that catches my eye. So i had to change one! Well, i suppose it's time already :3 And after my hardwork, check out the original one - &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=277812&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt; Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Today i woke up at 1146. Woken up by a call from Tzu Ying going: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where are you?&lt;/span&gt; Then i realised i was suppose to meet them at 1130 at T3.. and i'm at home! So yea. Reached there at 13XX. And to see Shermin and Tzu Ying chatting while i thought they were doing homework. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Popeye's, like the whole idea of going to T3 in the first place. Then we ate, and talked and Tzu Ying told me about the story of Hercules. The story i knew, was i suppose the version everyone knows (except Shermin. She seem to have no idea who in the world is Hercules. LOL!). So Tzu Ying was telling me the story. It was amazing and left me thinking about certain things. Like - Hmmm, how can a woman have sex for three nights long and think that like it's only one night. Freaky rights. And Hercules actually got mad and killed his own beautiful wifey and his two children. Well, that wasn't as scary compared to him, accidentally causing the death of his music teacher when he was seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Coffee beans, it's on my Facebook. Yeah, we went there to Facebook. LOL. Then the first thing/guy i saw was this guy wearing black shirt. He wasn't exactly hot hot, but i suppose cute hot. Then we found our seats. So while we were chatting (well, my view was perfect to see the black guy), Shermin and i both spotted a Grey shirt guy. And Shermin became totally obsessed over him o.o He wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; hot lurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started talking, we haven't done any work yet. Then Tzu Ying was reading my &lt;em&gt;Seventeen &lt;/em&gt;magazine. They always have horoscopes at the back. Tzu Ying said that the WonderWoman badge was ugly. And i said:&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Yah, look at the boobs. So out of shape.&lt;/span&gt; Then we started laughing. Tzu Ying went: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't want to be a bimbo!&lt;/span&gt; We took out our stuffs to do, but still talking. It's hard to concentrate with these girls. HAHA :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Grey shirt guy actually left early, leaving Shermin to miss him for a while :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with Coffee beans. Is it us or is it coincidence? There's always a couple going all over each other, on top or each other, AT COFFEE BEANS, IN A PUBLIC PLACE, IN THE AIRPORT. Best of all, it's always in my view. And they don't even feel shameful. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzu Ying is more nonsensical than me. She thinks weird stuffs and ask weird-er questions than me pl0x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went for dinner at the Kopitiam. Then we sat at the seat. Bless me. I had in my view, two hot caucassians! *screams* They are what i want for a boyfriend. *Bliss* I was ALMOST starring at them. Then Shermin was seating in front of me. She kept saying stuffs that made me laugh. And it made me laugh so hard one of them looked in my direction! SO DUMB! Well, he could be looking at something else ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, this Shermin. Look at this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[–Sherm!n=} [Fantasia - A variety of&lt;br /&gt;personalities] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*spam my blog!!! over&lt;br /&gt;one black shirt guy&lt;br /&gt;*pfffft&lt;br /&gt;*i replied alr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ღ j `aiм∂ Absolute boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*LOLLLL&lt;br /&gt;*EH!&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[–Sherm!n=} [Fantasia - A variety of personalities] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*hahahahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ღ j `aiм∂ Absolute boyfriend! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*YOU DONT LIKE ME OVER THE GREY SHIRT GUY!&lt;br /&gt;*DOUBLE PFFFFFT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;[–Sherm!n=} [Fantasia -&lt;br /&gt;A variety of personalities] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*you nvr tell&lt;br /&gt;me he was leaving! Triple PFFFT. I'm still going to see you tmr. But i"m nvr&lt;br /&gt;going to see him anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sheesh. i sound so despo&lt;br /&gt;*hahahahah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[/edit] I've decided not to add anything else in the blockquote because then it would put me in a bad light. LOL! :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So anyways. New blogskin means new music playlist. I've gotten new songs. Of which one i liked very much- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's Nothing _ Sean Kingston ft. Paula DeAnda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;S.K has another version with another female singer, Juelz Santana. But i totally loveeee this version with Paula DeAnda. It's like she gives a different feel to it. And their duet. It's really as if two lovers were singing to each other. Paula DeAnda FTW! :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And there's this oldie song. I don't know why i'm listening to it still. But it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;All I See (MIMS Remix) _ Kylie Minogue ft. MIMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8286372610838681341?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8286372610838681341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8286372610838681341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8286372610838681341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8286372610838681341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/alrights-my-new-i-think-its-chio.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4093323773304139760</id><published>2009-06-21T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:34:41.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! Okay. Very belated. Some screenshots of the wedding like long before time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36--xeyGI/AAAAAAAAArY/TDAUkgFwuW0/s1600-h/2009_6_15_15.15.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707892295387234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36--xeyGI/AAAAAAAAArY/TDAUkgFwuW0/s320/2009_6_15_15.15.17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-t6kDsI/AAAAAAAAArQ/4wls-dCcbC8/s1600-h/2009_6_15_15.13.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707887770078914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-t6kDsI/AAAAAAAAArQ/4wls-dCcbC8/s320/2009_6_15_15.13.54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-WUnO7I/AAAAAAAAArI/8-nvQvSylHg/s1600-h/2009_6_15_15.12.57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707881436887986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-WUnO7I/AAAAAAAAArI/8-nvQvSylHg/s320/2009_6_15_15.12.57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-QvbqkI/AAAAAAAAArA/WBMQHMXplgk/s1600-h/2009_6_15_15.12.47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707879938763330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-QvbqkI/AAAAAAAAArA/WBMQHMXplgk/s320/2009_6_15_15.12.47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-NJ4A0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/zlXUvcC38D0/s1600-h/2009_6_15_15.9.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707878975931202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36-NJ4A0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/zlXUvcC38D0/s320/2009_6_15_15.9.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, Click on the pictures, if you would, and see anything that --BLACKIE wrote. *GIGGLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hJ_VCHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Na4Bi3EyV4Y/s1600-h/2009_6_16_23.40.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hIiKtUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Y4xf-81FqOE/s1600-h/2009_6_16_23.44.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707379519436098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hIiKtUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Y4xf-81FqOE/s320/2009_6_16_23.44.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hJ_VCHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Na4Bi3EyV4Y/s1600-h/2009_6_16_23.40.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hJ_VCHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Na4Bi3EyV4Y/s1600-h/2009_6_16_23.40.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349707379910183026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hJ_VCHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Na4Bi3EyV4Y/s320/2009_6_16_23.40.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hJ_VCHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Na4Bi3EyV4Y/s1600-h/2009_6_16_23.40.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36hJ_VCHI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Na4Bi3EyV4Y/s1600-h/2009_6_16_23.40.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously ah, this ass really looking for trouble. Already forgot about it and he keeps reminding me not to post it up. Isn't this as good as asking me to post it up? Tsktsk. Here. -Shiiro, that bt guy. [ bt means bian tai ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways. I've just finished watching Absolute Boyfriend. And it was so good. It was a real short story, you can finish watching it in a day lurs. The story was so cute, and the guys were so hot +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's this robot that was created to love, then later it really became human-like, with his awakening of his ego and whatnots. I'm so touched, *sniffles* I like this show. I'm going to watch it again on Channel U, every Friday nights, 2330. The robot's eyes are so cute. I watched the vidoes at Veoh.com, and the special edition at Mysoju.com (by Amanda!). Oh, there are only 11 episodes. It's english subbed. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/collection/absoluteboyfrienddrama/watch/v7905079MFtZ4Ank#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Absolute Boyfriend Ep 01 with English Sub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double p/s, i hate uploading pictures -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4093323773304139760?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4093323773304139760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4093323773304139760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4093323773304139760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4093323773304139760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sj36--xeyGI/AAAAAAAAArY/TDAUkgFwuW0/s72-c/2009_6_15_15.15.17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4459610499715614155.post-2858797929380486131</id><published>2009-06-19T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:26:20.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DRY HAIR ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this salon today with Sherlyn to do treatment. I was so excited initially. And then when i go there, i was told that my hair was VERY dry. So they recommended me to have another treatment, because i thought they saw their chance when i had rebonded hair. But i took the normal one, well because we were going shopping later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the lady keep telling me to try the other treatment because i won't see obvious results with the normal one. Blah. Anyways. After the treatment, i told her to trim my fringe because it was getting really long. Hey! She did a good job. Like, she took into consideration the fact that i was a student, i had to tie my hair when i get to school. Because my hair was kind of like bangs, just slope, she has to align the side of my hair. So that it doesn't look weird when i tie up. I like her :3 Treatment at $15, and my coloured frizzy ends are gone! *blissful* $3 to cut my fringe and she even aligned the side of me hair, because i know that some salon very calculative. Cut fringe means cut fringe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then! We went to Bugis Street. We always go there ._. AND THE MOST TERRIBLE THING HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to this shop. Then i was browsing around. This sales-lady, came and asked if i had just straightened my hair, or was it naturally like this. I said i just went for treatment. And she thought i really took care of my hair, going for treatment and stuff. Then i just smiled at her. And then she said my hair looked really beautiful. Hmmmm. And the lady at the salon said my hair was really dry (she totally emphasized on it.). So i say, looks can be deceiving. *flings hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAYS. After 1530, i was left with Amanda. And we went i circles to scout for Career Seminar Day shoes. But we got nothing. So we went home. Because i was running out of cash. Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2858797929380486131?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2858797929380486131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2858797929380486131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2858797929380486131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2858797929380486131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/dry-hair-alert-i-went-to-this-salon.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1838098599489587716</id><published>2009-06-15T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:27:32.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today i got married in Audition, again. &lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt; round only eh! *Proud* And i pulled Jolene and SiongYu to lan with me. Thanks for going lurs &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So anyways. When my couple went to school in the morning, i was using his account. Playing with his brother, impersonating my couple. And the funniest thing was that his brother didn't even know i wasn't his brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went online, then i saw his brother, name him E. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So E talked to me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Are you bro or kiiro? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then i said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Your bro lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I said i was using the computer in school. o.o In the first place. School computer doesn't have hippie games like AuditionSEA. At least my school doesn't (The i-think-i-rule-the-library-and-i-don't-care-if-i-have-a-stinkin'-attitude-because-i-don't-need-or-want-to-suck-up-to-you-nor-be-nice-to-you-because-i'm-not librarian has completly, no, fashion sense. *roll eyes* What? Aunty tee and Aunty shorts with act cute gladiators. HA. HA.). Secondly, my couple was suppose to have lessons, how go library play. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then E started saying some gay stuffs like loving his brother and missing him a lot. *pukes* Then i went into the room. And he started &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*GIGGLES&lt;/span&gt; all the way. Then we just talked normally. It was real dumb that he didn't realise i was using caps all the way. *GIGGLES *GIGGLES *GIGGLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can't remember what i said. But E said he will put sharks in my couple's bed. ~.~ Then i say i will put caterpillars in the toilet and scare him to death. And the he said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eeee! Tao yan ~ Bu yao mah ~ *waves hanky*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL RIGHTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then i said i'll put those pests under his pillow. And then i said i'll put the caterpillars in his undies. E then say he must choose his boxers carefully at night(as if he's wearing one now). I said i put it when he's asleep. I can't believe he actually thinks his brother is so. Kiddy. :\ Unless that's what he and his brother has been doing all day, saying such stuffs to each other +_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then when i was leaving i said i go buy HappyMeal. Then he started whining about wanting the toy. Then i, impersonating his brother; my couple, said that i'll give it to him if it's not cute (But then i went to see the toy at Macs, it was real cute!). Then he started capping about the toy. Like: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I WANT THE TOY!&lt;/span&gt; Then he started kissing my couple. *faints* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-End of story-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THEN RIGHTS!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Later that day, when we were playing our own characters. I started asking about the HappyMeal. It was so damn hilarious i swear! I was laughing all the way. My couple said: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yah, i come back then he asked me "Where's the HappyMeal?"&lt;/span&gt; *Laugh die*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can almost imagine his puppy dog eyes as if asking for forgiveness and affection. HAHA! I hope he sees this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then E started to say i cheat his feelings. LOL. :x It was darn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So. Anyways. We got married at 1501. 1500 was suppose to be our auspicious hour. Because the date was 15, his register number was 15. And 9 + 6 = 15, 9 - 6 = 3 = 1500. Woots! And the month and year was XX-06-09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes. -6 and -9. Bwahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then i realise there's actually -1, -2, -3, -4, -5, -7 o.o Kewlzxzxzxzxzxz rights! Wakakakakas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I still think that E and his brother was hot funny. *GIGGLES DIE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;STOP GIGGLING! roflmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1838098599489587716?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1838098599489587716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1838098599489587716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1838098599489587716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1838098599489587716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahahahahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3894082867276511304</id><published>2009-06-11T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:24:25.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I TELL YOU I'M SO EFFING PISSED OFF BECAUSE MY TUITION TEACHER NEVER FAILS TO SEND ME A SIGNAL THAT SHE'S TEACHING A RETARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA LAH. KENA SCOLDED AGAIN. I'M LIKE A SUPER USELESS FLOWER GROWING IN THE WARTH TEMPERATURE IN THE GREENHOUSE, SO WEAK I CAN'T TAKE THE STRONG WINDS AND HARSH SUNLIGHT OF SINGAPORE. AND FOR THAT, I AM GOING TO CHANGE MY TUITION TEACHER AND I TOLD MY AH MA ALR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY REALLY MEAN IT WHEN THEY SAY: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THERE ARE ALL KINDS OF PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE I SHOULD JUST LEAVE CAREER DAY AS IT IS, DON'T GO. STAY AT HOME PLAY MY FACEBOOK, LOG-IN TO MY LAME PET SOCIETY AND RETARDED RESTAURANT CITY WHEN I CAN'T LEVEL UP MY DISHES AND EVEN TRY TO BE A GOOD FARMER AND PLANT MY CROPS IN BARN BUDDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO NOT READY FOR WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO I'M MUCH MORE CONFIRMED THAT THE PATH I'VE PLANNED FOR MY LIFE, IS ALL THE MORE GOING TO SUCCEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'M GOING TO MARRY A RICH HANDSOME CAUCASSIAN. THEN WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A MALAY WEDDING. THEN HE IS GOING TO BUILD ME A PERSONAL SWIMMING POOL. THEN WE ARE GOING TO HAVE SHUAI AND CHIO CHILDREN. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TUITION TEACHER ALWAYS USES WORDS TO AGITATE ME, THINKING I WOULD TRY TO PROVE HER WRONG. WELL GUESS WHAT. I'M THE KIND OF USELESS FLOWER THAT CAN ONLY WORK FOR RECOGNITION. SO IF YOU DON'T START PRAISING ME, YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT SEEING ME ACHIEVE WONDERFUL FRUITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I'M THIS FLOWER THAT IS SLOWLY WITHERING AWAY BECAUSE MY FORM TEACHER IS LIKE THIS. MY TUITION TEACHER IS LIKE THIS. MY PARENTS ARE LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND HE GOES: &lt;em&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU JUST STUDYYYYYY YOUR LITERATURE?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i got F9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3894082867276511304?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3894082867276511304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3894082867276511304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3894082867276511304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3894082867276511304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-tell-you-im-so-effing-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-5169247562244325502</id><published>2009-06-09T13:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:27:40.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the second week of the June Holidays already. And i've barely done any work because as if an instinct, everytime i come home i will walk to the computer and switch it on. Like i'm compelled to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And i'm totally hooked onto Facebook already. Took me quite long though. I'm playing Pet Society and Restaurant City. Addictive games! And then i'm playing Barn Buddy. Gawd, i think i'm the lamest person on earth. Yesterday went to the Airport to have Popeye's. Sherlyn is so GL. She brought us there, thinking that we want to eat. The thing is, i only have s$10(Which is kind of embarrassing and retarded because i'm 16 already. But fyi, I have like s$1.90 of my life's assets left now), so out of places to go, she suggested that we head for Popeye's. Then when she got there, she bought MrBean! Idiot rights! GLK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then after she went, Jong, Shermin and me went to Coffee Beans. For coffee. Then we were talking, gossiping, and i fell asleep. I'm not tired eh, i just love sleeping o.o So we talked about everything - from girls to guys to .. watching two couples PDA in front of me! -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's like this couple, they were sitting at this table 315degree from my point of view. So then they moved to this table straight in my 12 o'clock direction. The girl set down first while the guy move their stuffs. And the next thing i knew was that they were on the same chair! And the chair wasn't even like a 2-seater? It's an public place, made worse by the fact that we were at the Airport. How nice. Then we continued talking, while i was spying on them smooching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We talked. And the next thing i saw was the couple beside them was also on top of each other! *Faints* What? Competition see who more intimate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right in my face leys! Whatever. From school after Lit yesterday. We stayed at the Airport from like 1100 to 1730 ._. And there's school this Thursday! Plus Friday i have stock check. Hmmm. School for two weeks. This is sick. Sigapore's H1N1 cases are increasing! Like almost everyday. And here we already have Dengue, now we even have Malaria, which my impression of it is that it is deadly. Come on! Quarrantine everyone! Close down schools! I can do without shopping for a few months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more holidays ): From the start of my secondary school life, i've never had a decent holiday since then. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this really thrills me. PCD is/was in Singapore! HAHAHA. I lovee Nicole Scherzinger. I think like she's the prettiest woman i've ever seen. And in interviews on the net, unlike my impression of her in her songs being so bitchy/slutty/snobbish, i think she's nice! She is absolutely gorgeous even with just everyday make-up. I've always wondered why was PCD created when she's the one doing the singing and lead of everything. And her Jai Ho video was awesome +_+ She was so beautiful in that one. So i swear i'm going to have a caucassian for a husband, i like my kids mix. This is life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5169247562244325502?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5169247562244325502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5169247562244325502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5169247562244325502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5169247562244325502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-second-week-of-june-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2597683849864045549</id><published>2009-06-01T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:28:17.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Screams* I, no we, had just had my Chinese O Level Paper. And i think i totally screwed them. I did formal letter for paper 1 because i didn't understood what the examiners wanted for the informal. It was a risk i swore, i never did informal letters except for when i have a model essay in front of me. Aye. But the informal letter was unexpectedly easy i guess. It's person to organisation. So the format was so much more easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And i did newspaper article too. Well, it was an easy topic, about litter bugs and their corrective work order. I badly wanted to do narrative writing. But i guess i wouldn't want to risk my O Levels when i can't describe things. When i went to school i was like thinking Paper 1 is so going to be harder than paper 2. Turned out paper 2 was a killer! Well, at least for me :\ Seriously. It didn't matter whether i did Q3 or Q5. Because i can imagine myself sitting for the Chinese papers again at the end of the year. I really couldn't expect myself a distinction for this subject, and i thought it was my only hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ahh well. When little school children are happily enjoying/working their holidays away, Bedok View secondary graduating classes has to slog their guts out preparing for their mock exams because they skipped Mid-Years to finish syllabus. And so while the other levels are finishing their exams and leaving for home straight after, the graduating classes will be attending lessons full day plus extra lessons after school. While the other levels are enjoying (i thought) their June hols, the graduating classes will be having structured lessons AND mock exams. I'm lovin' it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2597683849864045549?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2597683849864045549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2597683849864045549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2597683849864045549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2597683849864045549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/06/screams-i-no-we-had-just-had-my-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-620564046867360619</id><published>2009-05-27T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:01:06.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey. News does spread fast eh? &lt;strong&gt;Influenza H1N1 has seem to hit Singapore already.&lt;/strong&gt; Well, should've have been expected. Countries near us also have. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was look at Facebook's News Feed. And i chanced upon this person who'd shared this link. This Youtube video. So i went to watch it because it's MrBrown (i think he's really funny), and this is it: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cute rights! HAHA. Anyways. I suppose the level is still yellow ._. And please don't postpone Career Seminar Day again! I guess everyone had enough of waiting already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was watching Boys Over Flowers the last few days. I watched the anime one on Veoh.com. I think the whole story came from the anime because the clothes were so retro. And they have weird hairdos that they don't seem hot to me as the girls in the show made them up to be. But the Korea one ah, the JH guy so hot +_+ XXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways. I totally loved Meteor Garden for the story is so beautiful. But now, the whole plot seem so un-realistic and overly drama. Like, when it's sweet it makes my heart melts and when it sad, it makes my heart all crunched up ): Very extreme emotions portrayed for me. I get kind of sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kisses. I'm sure MsKoh saw my nails this morning and she hadn't said anything. And yesterday i saw this super hilarious thing. There's this scooter kind of bike on the road. So it wasn't exactly small so the cars behind was honking at him. Okay, so he gave way. But the thing is, he honked back at them after that! HAHA. I miss band anyways.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-620564046867360619?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/620564046867360619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=620564046867360619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/620564046867360619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/620564046867360619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8480493767107095007</id><published>2009-05-21T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:25:23.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. I can kiss my 100'00 @-cash goodbye. Firstly. The Playpark Forum Support people have named their email as &lt;strong&gt;Forum Sipport&lt;/strong&gt;. I tried to SS it and edit in paint but it didn't work. And secondly, they spelt my name as Jamie. They went:&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; Hi Jamie&lt;/span&gt;. Then i replied:&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Anyways, my name is Jaime&lt;/span&gt;. So their next reply was: &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hi Jaime&lt;/span&gt;. How hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. The only thing that could cheer me up is my MP4! It's an MP4 okkays! LOL. :x I just loveee equalisers. And that's why i loveee R&amp;amp;B and Soul songs. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Free manicure anyone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8480493767107095007?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8480493767107095007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8480493767107095007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8480493767107095007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8480493767107095007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7462648022006583515</id><published>2009-05-20T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:06:20.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/ShQIeODCi1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WR3gOS2i398/s1600-h/sony+walkman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337900773600824146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/ShQIeODCi1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WR3gOS2i398/s320/sony+walkman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I think i've just gotten the world's coolest Mp3! Hey! LOLLLLL. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i think mine is cool. :p I'm like actually listening to it now, in my own home where i can just blast the music out. But i so super love the bass it's giving. Thud. Thud. Thud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So anyways. It was after school, so me and Jong^2 (Thank you! :D) went to Sim Lim square. It's all china stuffs there. We walked like 2 hours before deciding on this walkman that was seen like 15minutes after we got there. So we were wandering around aimlessly because had no idea what kind of mp3 i want to get. Oh well. So anyways. This model has pink! But it wasn't there. The pink is baby colour. But the white one is chioo die. Because thet give you stickers to stick on your walkman, and appearently mine is already sticked on so prettaye-ly. *Faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this thang! And i've just heard this new/old song. I think it's old. Because it wasn't in the charts which i update myself frequently enough. So anyways. It's Akon's -She's So Fine. It's repetitive :\ But i like the R&amp;amp;B and the bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chio rights! *Drools* And it's really stupid that when you have two different softwares for playing music. Ie.- Windows Media Player and my&lt;em&gt; file sharing&lt;/em&gt; software, Ares. Like, they two don't support each other because songs that are &lt;em&gt;shared&lt;/em&gt; don't get into the WMP automatically. SO, i have to add my music separately. And i'm stupid enough to&lt;em&gt; re-share&lt;/em&gt; songs that i already had. So that wasn't the point. The thing is, now i have repeated songs in the walkman. I saw 2 already. And actually, this walkman's main function is to listen to songs and nothing else. The functions are limited :\ Another irritating thing, is that the player doesn't "off" itself. Like unless you switch off the device, the light doesn't go off. And i don't like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think this model is super old. OMG, i'm having second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;P/s. The one thing that made this walkman so worth its value (at an offer price of s$128), is its &lt;strong&gt;superior&lt;/strong&gt; earplugs that come with this player. And they happen to be just perfectly designed for quality audio (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7462648022006583515?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7462648022006583515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7462648022006583515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7462648022006583515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7462648022006583515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-think-ive-just-gotten-worlds.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/ShQIeODCi1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WR3gOS2i398/s72-c/sony+walkman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4459610499715614155.post-5500216407500904862</id><published>2009-05-19T18:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:06:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello! And yes! I've finally gotten the damn code for the actual entry to my posts. And i can finally be back to blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Firstly. Today is the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of May. Which is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Siong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yu's&lt;/span&gt; sweet 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; So, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday First Love&lt;/strong&gt;! And that's all i can go to. If i write anything more, before anyone dies of mushy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; reading this post, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be dead being too cheesy. So anyways. She can now officially step into NC16 movies theatres without fear of getting caught! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So anyways. After creating this post for the Audition Online Blog Contest. Which i spent several hours after because i thought the prize was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt; and it is within my means. AND THIS IS THE PROBLEM. I CANNOT FREAKING GET INTO THE FORUM TO POST MY ENTRY AND THE DEADLINE IS THE 21ST! *Bangs wall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; just went to @-Club, just to ask for some help. And am only given an email address as i was told the former one wasn't working anymore(so why do the heck do they still put is at the site for support and help?!) which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; suppose to email them for some help, seriously. And they say need at most 3 working days. I'm on the verge of giving up my &lt;u&gt;100'000 a-cash which is worth 100++ Sing dollars&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I so am swearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to get a new Mp3 within this week because my phone's headset just crashed on me.*Curses* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the other day i was reading the February issue of &lt;em&gt;Teenage&lt;/em&gt; (i was too bored i guess.), and i saw this page. Aye, February is full of love stuffs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lurs&lt;/span&gt;. So i saw this little boy, aged 13. And he made a comment saying something like: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Some girls don't wash their hair everyday. I think that they should have a high maintenance on personal hygiene.&lt;/span&gt; And i feel like strangling him right in the face. Because &lt;em&gt;Seventeen&lt;/em&gt; says (and almost common sense -.-): &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just wash your hair every other day. This helps to allow natural oils to set in.&lt;/span&gt; Which that oil of course, is something good for your hair! Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ohya&lt;/span&gt;. I've just turned the most retarded browser game into the most interesting games &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; ever played! - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Habbo&lt;/span&gt; Hotel. Yes! I play the snowball one and the bouncy thing. Really really good games. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't waste your computer's space because it needs no downloading and it takes just a few minutes. I feel so lame. But it's really fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5500216407500904862?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5500216407500904862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5500216407500904862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5500216407500904862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5500216407500904862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-and-yes-ive-finally-gotten-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1778751939582356106</id><published>2009-05-13T14:57:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:32:24.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! All my Screenshots! *screams* Nice?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvVZJUyIWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f4Y9g8RrRmE/s1600-h/2009_5_14_14.3.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335592811527020898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvVZJUyIWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f4Y9g8RrRmE/s200/2009_5_14_14.3.54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvVZHEd24I/AAAAAAAAApI/hEPee9t8ACg/s1600-h/2007_12_7_94917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335592810921712514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvVZHEd24I/AAAAAAAAApI/hEPee9t8ACg/s200/2007_12_7_94917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p I've been playing this game forever like since sec2 :D And then hooked onto it. And this year is my O`s! Why am i still playing?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so addictive :B Anyways, AuditonSEA has changed from season1 to season 2 already! And it has just became a hell lot more prettier :3 From the login page, then to the servers change. Now the Free10 onwards has changed to channels that has specified uses :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvV90aK5YI/AAAAAAAAApY/zph9W5JONLQ/s1600-h/2007_11_15_161631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335593441567630722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvV90aK5YI/AAAAAAAAApY/zph9W5JONLQ/s200/2007_11_15_161631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpJwA6aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-1a1Z5b4NLQ/s1600-h/edited+event+channel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591987007515042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpJwA6aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/-1a1Z5b4NLQ/s200/edited+event+channel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my IGN several times - &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xPinkyJx&lt;/span&gt; (which when i started out, was absolute dork), &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-MY_HERAx3&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-MY_MILKx3&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-MY_KIIROx3&lt;/span&gt; to now! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-LOOLOOLOO&lt;/span&gt;! :D I can just never stop going to the mall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFggFaI/AAAAAAAAAng/EXUlIMqqrLk/s1600-h/2008_6_16_162410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335590955076556194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFggFaI/AAAAAAAAAng/EXUlIMqqrLk/s200/2008_6_16_162410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFggFaI/AAAAAAAAAng/EXUlIMqqrLk/s1600-h/2008_6_16_162410.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591992846113282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpfgC2gI/AAAAAAAAApA/iGJsF23-E38/s200/MALL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFggFaI/AAAAAAAAAng/EXUlIMqqrLk/s1600-h/2008_6_16_162410.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFggFaI/AAAAAAAAAng/EXUlIMqqrLk/s1600-h/2008_6_16_162410.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFggFaI/AAAAAAAAAng/EXUlIMqqrLk/s1600-h/2008_6_16_162410.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then last time have this part of the mall for listening to songs, and i have no idea what it does. So the people had it removed, and the old fashion mall only had 9 tabs. And now it has 11 tabs! :3 And the avatars are really nice, and i love to buy faces, HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpylWXuhOI/AAAAAAAAAig/Re2BUigmyFg/s1600-h/2008_12_4_20.15.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335202694559597794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpylWXuhOI/AAAAAAAAAig/Re2BUigmyFg/s200/2008_12_4_20.15.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgpwn6t8E2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HwLzUpi43dM/s1600-h/2008_8_27_20.50.34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335200539652920162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgpwn6t8E2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HwLzUpi43dM/s200/2008_8_27_20.50.34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New pet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpCGOLjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/nIhlCp1KT9k/s1600-h/FAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591984953175602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpCGOLjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/nIhlCp1KT9k/s200/FAM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s1600-h/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s1600-h/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335200530329346818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s200/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s1600-h/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s1600-h/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s1600-h/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnX_BowI/AAAAAAAAAho/eyvjReSiqzA/s1600-h/2008_7_19_22.28.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpCGOLjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/nIhlCp1KT9k/s1600-h/FAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, due to the O`s, my -MY_x3 guild was kind of abandoned ): We used to have fun in the guild, with guild outing and playing together in AuditionSEA. HOHO. Now have FAM`s already. It's quite effective, in a way that you don't have to change your name, or fear people entering the guild without being tested, blahsblahsblahs. And we can buy channels to earm FAM points, FAM battles and Best FAM of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvXp1r_xQI/AAAAAAAAApo/9Q5CA8QfHeI/s1600-h/swan+move.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335595297336706306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvXp1r_xQI/AAAAAAAAApo/9Q5CA8QfHeI/s200/swan+move.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvXqG2nhMI/AAAAAAAAApw/QJvqJEPjKh8/s1600-h/sexy+move.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335595301944657090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvXqG2nhMI/AAAAAAAAApw/QJvqJEPjKh8/s200/sexy+move.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time there's this building in Audition Town that doesn't work. So, they changed it to a Audition Studio. And that's what i do there: search for all the smexiest moves, make my character do it, then screenshot! XD And one more thing is that i can copy moves from this studio for freestyle. And i especially love to do this for Club II. I shake my butt! *shakes butt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvXp1A1zdI/AAAAAAAAApg/lbeADyoIDbA/s1600-h/New+Lobby..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335595297155698130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvXp1A1zdI/AAAAAAAAApg/lbeADyoIDbA/s200/New+Lobby..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwoNpPtGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/VyRVE7TPVmI/s1600-h/2008_9_26_18.2.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335200544733508706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwoNpPtGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/VyRVE7TPVmI/s200/2008_9_26_18.2.10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a novice-camper, i used to spend my time in Audi at the lobby, which now i call it &lt;strong&gt;The Lobbeh&lt;/strong&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xiang gong ♥ ·♥ ·♥ ·&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; XD, and am given a wonderful nickname by my bestie - &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ruler Of The Mad People Of The Lobbeh Of Novice 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! Actually, no one really gives a hoot about it. So anyways, last time lobbeh had like super big characters, now given so small, but i guess it looks nicer :B The Lobbeh is damn cute now, and i totally love the background. When i first saw it, i went nuts. Like - OMGOMGOMG! *faints* And now they even added Emoticons! So i can just stay at The Lobbeh and chat my day through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtMtCKOI/AAAAAAAAAno/WIIcn6JxotY/s1600-h/2009_5_14_15.16.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335590957008169186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtMtCKOI/AAAAAAAAAno/WIIcn6JxotY/s200/2009_5_14_15.16.46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpAJw-hI/AAAAAAAAAow/Y5bdospdC24/s1600-h/Emoticons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591984431168018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUpAJw-hI/AAAAAAAAAow/Y5bdospdC24/s200/Emoticons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's changed to Ghost School, and not Haunted Classroom o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFIQPSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/zjpDuzz9ngg/s1600-h/2009_5_14_15.17.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335590954974854434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTtFIQPSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/zjpDuzz9ngg/s200/2009_5_14_15.17.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUM3Iq4uI/AAAAAAAAAoY/5-YjPRaqrlo/s1600-h/Changes..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591500974318306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUM3Iq4uI/AAAAAAAAAoY/5-YjPRaqrlo/s200/Changes..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Loveee the wings they have now and glittery moves! Yes, new DJ set, Chance-whatever-you-like, hot songs and FAM names plus status! :D The rooms looks different too o.o The observatory used to be small circles hanging in the air, and now it's huge circles on the "ground", which actually makes the whole place looks brighter. AHHHH! And they have a background which shows the map that we'll be using later. Cool rights?! And of course the beautiful *Ready* sign which has wings on it ~ And i totally digg the new pets. ps, I love Wheesung! *swoons*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUMfkkNOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/oXWR7dzTqws/s1600-h/2009_5_14_15.17.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591494648870114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUMfkkNOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/oXWR7dzTqws/s200/2009_5_14_15.17.17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgpwn26DXwI/AAAAAAAAAiA/DNXJNIY12yQ/s1600-h/2008_9_2_1.8.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335200538629988098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgpwn26DXwI/AAAAAAAAAiA/DNXJNIY12yQ/s200/2008_9_2_1.8.16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i loveeee the glittery thing when we do the Finish Move! *sprinkles glitter* Last time we only had up to Chance3, now we have Chance-whatever-you-like! C: And not forgetting the arrow-keys are all different now. They are more bubbly. YAY! Pet Society says: We love bubbles! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgpz7VUijnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7uvI92AJ5wI/s1600-h/2008_7_7_21.34.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335204171746545266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgpz7VUijnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7uvI92AJ5wI/s200/2008_7_7_21.34.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUMkBOhhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/QtT402epcbc/s1600-h/2009_5_14_15.31.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591495842825746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUMkBOhhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/QtT402epcbc/s200/2009_5_14_15.31.59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Battle Party itself, we have BeatRush Battle Party, Union Battle Party, BeatUp Battle Party, Couple Battle Party! Dens are never enough. It's for showing one okkays! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUM3ytn2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ueRjSc4f4VQ/s1600-h/2009_5_14_15.39.55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591501150658402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUM3ytn2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ueRjSc4f4VQ/s200/2009_5_14_15.39.55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvZ1CzAr4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/ODYi8e-rU9I/s1600-h/2008_9_2_1.4.58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335597688857603970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvZ1CzAr4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/ODYi8e-rU9I/s200/2008_9_2_1.4.58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During game, last time, the Perfect, Great, Cool, Bad and Miss were all normal looking fonts, and now they are like exaggerated. And gladly, the sounds they make are still the same! *Whistles* Even BeatUp has sounds! For a non-beatup-er like me, it's kind of irritating though :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpylNFNSWI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YNNPh2wuJ-0/s1600-h/2008_11_23_0.4.40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335202692066003298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpylNFNSWI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YNNPh2wuJ-0/s200/2008_11_23_0.4.40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpylE-UMoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hKaEkxNXyck/s1600-h/2008_11_23_0.2.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335202689889612418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpylE-UMoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hKaEkxNXyck/s200/2008_11_23_0.2.31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then so last time i was still so noob, i now still am lurhs, so the only game i played was Club, until i found &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Club II&lt;/span&gt;! It was really lagged when it was first introduced, so i hated it. I was so excited leys, when i saw the other versions of AuditionSEA on Youtube and the the whole thing was S.U.P.E.R nice! But now is fine already, for me still lag lurhs, when it comes to fast songs. But the &lt;strong&gt;Club II is chio okkays&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgvag6gfbXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ImDDTvG3muA/s1600-h/2008_7_9_21.9.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335598442546687346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgvag6gfbXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ImDDTvG3muA/s200/2008_7_9_21.9.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335202696618629378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s200/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i still do play Club I. And frankly, after i've found the Audition Studio that useful, i got so totally into the whole shake-my-butt move! And just nice, have three! HOHOHO :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgvbn3IlxoI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gLbaAyCk28o/s1600-h/2008_8_9_23.28.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335599661411845762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sgvbn3IlxoI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gLbaAyCk28o/s200/2008_8_9_23.28.28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUo89XoCI/AAAAAAAAAog/57F-fr6L7Kw/s1600-h/Couple+31..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591983573868578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUo89XoCI/AAAAAAAAAog/57F-fr6L7Kw/s200/Couple+31..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AuditionSEAson2 has added many new modes, from &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CLUB II&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Beat Rush&lt;/span&gt;(which i am a complete idiot to it, perhaps to rushing :\ ),&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; DB4 to CC4&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Crazy-D4&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Crazy Freestyle&lt;/span&gt;!, and i love this one - &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Couple 31&lt;/span&gt;! Nah, i love couple dance all the same :3 And this funny thing is that people in Audi are so cute. From DeeBeeFour to CeeCeeFour. That's my wedding party :3 Like years ago. And they didn't have the super nice big heart last time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvTs7Uwo1I/AAAAAAAAAnY/6vDPmC_hetM/s1600-h/2007_12_7_94917.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUMTBAyhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/QXb-Mcw1r78/s1600-h/2009_5_14_15.25.52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335591491278522898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvUMTBAyhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/QXb-Mcw1r78/s200/2009_5_14_15.25.52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnpaDzQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/bWcq7AOG0pU/s1600-h/2008_8_15_20.20.41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335200535006137602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpwnpaDzQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/bWcq7AOG0pU/s200/2008_8_15_20.20.41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgpyleCo2QI/AAAAAAAAAio/2r8blxqQAjg/s1600-h/2009_1_25_1.5.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, the old and new scoreboard! The score board has also changed, it has our picture on it o.o It gets a little confusing if you have a "twin" in the room, but during the game it actually boxes up individual's score and highlights my own score, how sweet! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So oh well, i've found a good deal of friends in AuditionSEA and i apparently haven't found a reason to quit it yet :\ But after spending so much cash on it, i suppose staying in the game would be much more worth it, isn't it? :D And i love patches! Because they mean more new stuffs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;✰✰✰ &lt;/span&gt;AuditionSEAson2 has all the new looks and the hottest update of songs from all languages. Hey, like they always say, people tend to get more addicted to online games as their graphics become more interesting and cool! After this major change, i really had difficulty downloading the auto-patch, and i'm not a manual patch pro either. So i was kind of desperate. I went through threads after threads at the Forum, pestered my friends and went to the AuditionSEA site like a million times a day. And finally i've got it! Lucky never give up. I guess i really love the new Season2 of this Dance Battle Online Game (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;p/s/s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Some of the pictures i took it from the Forum belonging to PeriodoT (i think), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;he said he could share ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1778751939582356106?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1778751939582356106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1778751939582356106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1778751939582356106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1778751939582356106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-all-my-screenshots-screams-nice-p.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/SgvVZJUyIWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f4Y9g8RrRmE/s72-c/2009_5_14_14.3.54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4459610499715614155.post-5706221269074597708</id><published>2009-05-11T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:43:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gahh. This is just great. TOO great. Other than my sensitive ear, i realised i have sensitive skin AND teeth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know if it works this way, but my skin always itches when i wash my hair. Like the soap thing gets my skin irritated. So don't mind me if i've resolved to wash my hair once in two days. Besides, my head will be botak if i wash my hair everyday because i have hairfall problems too. What the hell. Anyways, other than the soap part(i'm pretty sure other people gets it too :\), my skin gets rashes if i wear other metals on me for too long a time. So ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My teeth is a mild problem i suppose. My teeth really sting when i eat candies too sweet, most of the times chocolates. And when i eat fruits straight from the fridge. That's normal, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Blahs. ANYWAYSx2! I just can't seem to get over it when my tuition teacher says i have an attitude problem towards my work. When someone scolds, the almost reflex thing to do is to shut up rights. Besides, i think screaming and shouting and hurling vulgarities is much worser than driving someone up the wall by pretending you don't care. And so i was doing my work, and when i don't know how to do i will stone. Then she said that to me, and i was flippin' pissed off. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO! DO YOU WANT ME TO SCREAM AND SHOUT AT YOU? OR SHOULD I ACT RETARDED AND CARRY ON JOKING WITH YOU? LIKE, DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So i just kept quiet. And i just wanted to freaking scold her like: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What's wrong with you? I don't know my work from Sec3 and i think you should know that from the day you came and teach me, rights?! And so don't act like everyone knows Math like it's their third language just because you're so good at it. I'm weak in this subject so can't you just be patient with me!? Things i've just done once and you expect me to remember the every steps and do the questions on my own? I don't have such a genius brain like yours eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; AND I SWEAR I'M GOING TO CHANGE A TUTOR SOON!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, soon, if only i didn't remember what my father said about me. And he goes like this on Meet-The-Parent Session at the end of the year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Do you think Jaime is such a harkorking student? You can bet on it that when she doesn't like thae teacher she can just scream at her and have her to "GET OUT!". &lt;em&gt;That's her attitude.&lt;/em&gt; And if it makes you feel better, let's just be truthful and say she doesn't study at home lurhs, instead of making excuses like "Oh, i do study, it's just that i don't have time/things didn't work out/paper too hard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This kind of things just gets printed into me and i take it to heart very seriously. So sometimes when my friends said something not really nice, i remember it for some time. Hey, having a star sign like mine, being sarcastic is like part of me. So do remind me sometimes if i'm going a little too far, sorry ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess i've found another reason to not celebrate Fathers' Day this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5706221269074597708?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5706221269074597708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5706221269074597708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5706221269074597708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5706221269074597708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-703400396839265263</id><published>2009-05-07T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:10:02.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They always say I should feel lucky that i have distinct 5 features on my face, thati have both parents with me -grandparents even- , that i should be satisfied that i can go to school and have an education, that i have my limps and am healthy, and that i'm well-fed everyday, that i have a stable "income".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The fact is. I think my life is terrible. Yesterday i just got back my Literature class test. It's just a class test, and i scored a 5 out of 20. And then that isn't the worst part. I just had to remember what my father said, about being a failure to fail Literature because it's a language subject. And that it's even wrong to fail Literature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And then today i had my E Math class test. And i couldn't even do my graphical solution and vectors. And it's only E Math. And i've been failing my A Math class tests with F9s all over again. And earlier on i had my tuition, doing some sec3 topic. And i couldn't do it. My sec3 A Math is like a wasted year. And my sickening tuition teacher just had to scold me. It's like she does that everytime when she gets irritated that i can't do my sums. And that i don't finish my homework and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt; She said: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you want to learn, you'd better not have this kind of attitude.&lt;/span&gt; And the most i did was to shut my trap. And maybe a little of eyes rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And Ms Koh said my Science is really bad. Both. Getting 6As, it feels like it's gone a yard further away from me, again. And not to mention my Humanities with tons of essays. Then Ms Tan had to give me back my essay draft with red ink all over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Last Thing I Ever Need Now Is To Get Another Scolding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been a happy-go-lucky person. I'm not score-oriented, at all. I take things as it comes along. The fact that i'm writing like it's the end of the world tomorrow just shows how much it is affecting me. It's real bad. I'm feeling really lousy now. My family don't even give me any support. And guess what, i really really need some encouragement now. I'm like a flower vase that has been dropped too many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is taking a toll on me. I would never tell anyone. I couldn't actually. I think i'm getting depression. This sucks. Blame myself for not listening. Shouldn't have gone to this school Put aside all my friends, i suppose this is the most stupidest thing i've done in my whole life. And i've just screwed everything. And the screw-driver is thrown into the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-703400396839265263?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/703400396839265263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=703400396839265263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/703400396839265263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/703400396839265263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/they-always-say-i-should-feel-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4303211511893956964</id><published>2009-05-04T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:20:41.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does it play now?! Grrrr! This is so irritating. Swine Flu! I half wish you were at Level6 so that O`s will be postponed and school will be suspended. Sheesh. Fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. This may just be a blessing in disguise! Maybe, .. i don't know what good things may come out of this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahsblahsblahsblahsblahsblahsblahs. Blahs. Chew my socks lurhs suckars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4303211511893956964?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4303211511893956964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4303211511893956964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4303211511893956964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4303211511893956964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/does-it-play-now-grrrr-this-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2640529106641061712</id><published>2009-05-02T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:05:25.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Whee! Today went out with Jong^2 and Amanda to shop for Career Seminar Day clothes. Hmmm. I feel as if like i'm making Jong^2 and Amanda buy stuffs that I think i like and don't care if they like it a not ): But the fact is, i really care a lot whether they liked it anot. I mean, if don't like buy then won't wear also no point. Waste money only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aye. I guess i'm just making them buy things i like. And then they had no choice but to buy it. Sorry D: It just gets into my head so much i forget to put others in the first place ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways. Today wear heels to walk Bugis Street! It's only pumps lurhs. And less than an inch high, and here i'm am wearing my furry slippers walking around the house, because i can't stand it. My legs feels like The Little Mermaid where after she got her feet, every step she took feels like knife stabbing her feet. Except that i didn't get to meet th sea-witch (to exchange my wonderful hair[pui] for her to get rid of my stomach so i can eat non-stop), i wasn't pretty in the first place to have the prince look at me, and i don't have a beautiful voice, and i don't have sisters either. Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, Amanda is a tough cake! She has such a petite frame, it's so hard to find clothes for her. Until i got a sudden enlightenment that Vintage-style would be just perfect for her! And ta-daa! I'm a smartypants! :3 She got a high-waist skirt. And it's prettaye on her! I hope she really liked it though (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Blahs. Allan. I don't suppose you will be reading. My kangaroo dee, cheer up alrights? It will pass. Since she haven't said anything, don't think too much into it. And i don't want to hear anymore silly stuffs like hurting yourself for a woman from you. Sometime, i find guys are so incredible. They can be retarded-ly chor in their language, and yet say such cheesy stuffs to the woman they love so much. Aye. Woman are just a nuisance most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways. Cheer up lurhs! At most i write off our ice cream debt. I think i'll be talking to the wall. Oh well, dwell on it as much as you want. Just don't express it out physically, i'll be thanking the gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2640529106641061712?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2640529106641061712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2640529106641061712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2640529106641061712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2640529106641061712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/whee-today-went-out-with-jong2-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2729388978723984337</id><published>2009-05-01T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:17:40.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new skin!</title><content type='html'>I changed my blogskin! Nice nice?! My friend said it was a little rosey. And said the whole skin doesn't suit me ): I'm rosey! He/She clearly has no taste. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I edited alot of things. And this is obviously chio-er. But still i have something against the skin. It looks weird, and too girly. Like old-wise-lady kind of feeling. I'm a young, bouncy happy kid! But it always doesn't have the link to look at older posts ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2729388978723984337?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2729388978723984337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2729388978723984337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2729388978723984337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2729388978723984337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-skin.html' title='My new skin!'/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7429071343199099228</id><published>2009-04-27T19:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:49:13.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY QIONG YUEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be kind and gracious plox!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;And she fell down today! It was all so funneh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then the next dumb-est no brain thing they could come up with after the No-failure-at-common-test Policy, is making us sit in the retarded hall, all day, with a 15minutes recess(?!) torturing us with 4 papers in one day. I Liked That.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7429071343199099228?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7429071343199099228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7429071343199099228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7429071343199099228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7429071343199099228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-qiong-yueeeeeeeeeee-be.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3141963452612649622</id><published>2009-04-26T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:31:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aye! Today went out with Jong^2 to buy Career Seminar Day attire. Hey we spent the whole day walking around and it wasn't so easy! We had to get semi-formal wear, and must suit th C.S Day thang. Oh whatever. Mine is almost done. I would love accessories, so i'm heading out next week! Jong^2 has gotten a pair of my-butt-is-hot long pants. Jong^2 keep say she have fat butt, but she has a real nice butt! HAHAHAHAHA. I sound like some serious sicko. Anyways, i'm starting to wonder if i made th right choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Flippin' s$115.80. No, it was s$112.80 actually, i gave th woman a bunch of notes that totals up to a hundred, a ten-dollar note, and a five-dollar note. And 80cents! So by right, she has to return me s$3 rights! Then she never! I seriously wanted to say out, but i thought she was such a nice lady. And her shop is vintage decor. Love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lets jump. I think girls are such Complain Queens. We just have to complain about everything and anything! For one thing in common - guys (esp. Boyfriends). We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; when the guy always gives in to us. We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; when the guy always tried to coax us. We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; when the guy defends us. We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; because we thought they have no backbone, too sticky! So we go:&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Get away from me! Too much love here yo!&lt;/span&gt; And then we&lt;strong&gt; complain&lt;/strong&gt; if the guy uses vulgarities. We&lt;strong&gt; complain&lt;/strong&gt; when the guy doesn't open the door for us, pay for us(i mean, thats a courtesy.). We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; if the guy is a tad to loud on our gentle ears. We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; if the guy gives us a gentle pat.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Hey! You are so rough! You don't love me anymore! * ): *&lt;/span&gt; See! We &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; about eveything! They are nice, we don't like it. They are big fat meanies, we hate them! Then what exactly do we ask for. No wonder we are such unpredictable creatures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know why women are called woman? From what i heard at the Church. When Adam first saw Eve, because he was the first man on earth according to some beliefs, he said: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wow! Man!&lt;/span&gt; As in close to Woman if you might want to try to say out. So there you have it. We are WowMan! -_-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And why are 90% of my songs 30seconds!? I thought i disabled 30seconds samples! This is so irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3141963452612649622?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3141963452612649622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3141963452612649622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3141963452612649622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3141963452612649622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/aye-today-went-out-with-jong2-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-5067387499840383726</id><published>2009-04-24T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:24:07.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm Kind And Gracious. Today and yesterday, that is. I'm so happy! I just helped an old lady today, *show off*. She's not exactly an old lady. She's an old lady living in my block. And she was carrying this two bags of not-so-heavy-but-heavy-to-her grocery bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways. I just see an obligation to help old people. So it is definitely not surprising if you see me helping a senior citizen, i'm just&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; kind. Tyvm(: I suppose i see the vulnerability of old people because i lived my whole life with my lovely grandparents. They ARE lovely! I love old people! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm kind and gracious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5067387499840383726?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5067387499840383726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5067387499840383726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5067387499840383726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5067387499840383726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-kind-and-gracious.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8563557166421532858</id><published>2009-04-23T21:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:52:31.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Whoohooooo! I saw a super hot guy in bus 31 today. And i mean a super hot guy. *faints* Anyways i was searching for the english version which is performed by Craig David. But i can't find this song the lyrics at other sites. Why ar? Like a lot people know it's done by Craig David and then Wheesung sang it into a digital techno version. (He is still so hot.) So i had to go youtube to find the lyrics at the videos, which i thought was dorky. By the way, on youtube, Craig David also has a video of his live performance, acoustic version. He is such a good singer. It's live, and there's only a guitar COVER. I guess that's why not everyone can be a singer. He is that good. But his works aren't very much discovered. OHYA! I know why now! His last album was in 2007, and Insomnia is a 2008 single. That's why! -_-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh well, i put-ed the song into my 27-songs playlist :} Refresh! Refresh! Refreshhhhhh!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Insomnia _ Craig David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought that I'd fall in love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;But it grew from a simple crush, crush, crush, crush&lt;br /&gt;Being without you girl, I was all messed up, up, up, up&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out, said that you'd had enough-nough-nough-nough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a fool, girl I know&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this is how things would go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in time, you'll change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back i wish i could rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more&lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember telling my boys that I'd never fall in love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;You used to think I'd never find a girl I could trust, trust, trust, trust&lt;br /&gt;And then you walked into my life and it was all about us, us, us, us&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm sitting here thinking I messed the whole thing up, up, up, up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a fool (fool), girl I know (know)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this is how things would go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in time (time), you'll change your mind (mind)&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back i wish i could rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more (without you no more)&lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me (to me)&lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before (Because it)&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah (Ah), Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i just can't go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause it feels like I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;It's getting way too deep&lt;br /&gt;And i know that it's love because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more (without you no more)&lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me (to me)&lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8563557166421532858?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8563557166421532858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8563557166421532858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8563557166421532858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8563557166421532858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoohooooo-i-saw-super-hot-guy-in-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8585083188585115671</id><published>2009-04-22T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:41:39.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! I just thought i really had to blog this! Just now after school, Samantha, Zhen Lu and me went to Bedok the KFC to have lunch/dinner. Then we were laughing like hell. Seriously, Zhen Lu can tell alot of lame stuffs, like almost out of anything, almost immediately! And th stoopidest part is - it's funny. LOL :x Then after that we went to Sheng Shiong, like go there mess up only lurhs. Then Zhen Lu asked us this personality quizzes that Kaylie told him about. We laughed like some retarded people. (no offence to really retarded people.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#1. Imagine this: You are going up a mountain. And what's your reaction (say) when you are about to start your hike? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: WhooHoooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: So high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#2. Now, you have reached th top, what do you first say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: I'm going to die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#3. And then now you have descended, you see a two animals. What are the two animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Bear and Tiger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Rabbit and Dolphin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 1- It is your reaction to when you are going to have sex. * laugh die *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 2 - It is your reaction after sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 3 - It is the personality of your spouse. (And so that's why i'm going to die after doing it, too rough.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#1. When you first step into a forest/jungle, what is the first animal you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Elephant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#2. As you head in, you see a house. How is it like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Cottage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Castle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#3. There is a fence. How high is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Waist-high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Knee-high.&lt;/span&gt; (And i was saying. Hurhs? Protect what? The flowers, or th entangling weeds? * laughs *)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#4. When you open the door, you see a table. What is on the table?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Big fat turkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#5. As you move towards the backdoor, there is a cup. What is it made of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Ceramic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#6. As you step out of the backdoor, you see a water body, what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: River.&lt;/span&gt; (small one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Ocean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#7. Now you need to cross the water body, how do you propose to get to the other side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Float on a leaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Marry a swimmer to piggy-back me across! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Her man is so horneh, to swim in that ocean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 1 - The animal size is the size of your problem/s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 2 - The house size how much effort you would take to solve those problem/s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 3 - Zhen Lu forgot. basket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 4 - If there is food, you're a happy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 5 - It shows the fragility(is there such a word?) of your relationship with other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 6 - The size of it shows your level of sexual desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 7 - If you happen to swim in it, and depending on your answer of #6, it shows how much you want/need to fulfil those secret fantasies. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#1. One day, you are feeling really really hungry. And you pass by a house. It has a fence. How high is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Waist-high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Knee-high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#2. You stepped into the yard, and you see a fruit tree. How many fruit/s would you take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#3. You get caught by the owner! What is your first thing that comes to mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Sit and wave to the owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#4. As you are running/walking away, the owner shouts for you to stop. What do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J`aime: Shakes my ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Samantha: Stop and see what he wants with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 1 - Zhen Lu hates fences, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans2 - The number of fruits you take, is the number of times you would cheat on you partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 3 - The owner is your the other half, and what you do is how you face him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ans 4 - What you do is how you face the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA . This is hilarious! we were laughing and the whole world is staring at us! This is so funneh. Anyways, a few days ago i was so addicted to Sugar, and before i could get enough if that song, check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLYg8rwdihM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;out! There's a english version of it, but some idiot say i noob, because the english version i out like soo long ago, plox, only 2008 what! Where got long! So i present the Korea one! And the guy - Wheesung -is cute! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And yesterday changed tuition to go Gelare! Then in the end the outlet at ECP kind of closed down. So we settled of Subway. Yesterday was also Free Cone Day at Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's! Aye, we went to the sea awhile. It's really a nice place (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8585083188585115671?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8585083188585115671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8585083188585115671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8585083188585115671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8585083188585115671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahahahahaha-i-just-thought-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-5782177194283628390</id><published>2009-04-20T19:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:39:00.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/whh-GSD1eC"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/whh-GSD1eC" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/HklvFmi/music/k64-Y4rG/flo-rida-ft-wynter-sugar/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sugar - Flo Rida ft Wynter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today , i was planning to come home straight after school , be a nice girl and do my tuition homework . then BAM! , have Ancient Civilisations Museum Tour . not that i have any complains , but everyone already forgot about it . and so i went . that place is dark , and still as freaky .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then after that we all headed to The Esplanade and on th way we waved to tourists on th Hippo Taxi Boat ! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA :3 then on to some ice cream shop , some expensive ice cream shop . ya lahs , i don't know th name lahs ! -_-" and then went home . gahhhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ! Kaylie sent me this song , and i TOTALLY DIGG IT ! i lovee it ! i can listen to it the whole day , seriously . it's so addictive :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sugar _ Flo Rida ft. Wynter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da double dee double di (x7) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Wynter)&lt;br /&gt;My lips like sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;This candy got you sprung (x2)&lt;br /&gt;So call me your sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;You love you some (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x3)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flo Rida)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I've got a mouth full of cavities.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tooth, full of mama, like sugar to me.&lt;br /&gt;So my love with the lips, put a bug in the ear tone.&lt;br /&gt;Shawty gotta kiss, it's an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;Spit sprung for the taste, addicted to her gloss.&lt;br /&gt;Won't smile this way, baby I rub it off.&lt;br /&gt;Put my tongue in your face&lt;br /&gt;A little mistletoe, sippin' Grand Marnier&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fan all day.&lt;br /&gt;Do me that favor, cuz I like your flavor.&lt;br /&gt;My manage behavior; I'm into your major.&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter so flavor, that's good for this player.&lt;br /&gt;My hood, now and later, throw back like a pager.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much, you're givin' me a sugar rush.&lt;br /&gt;Lil mama, give me high blood pressure when you blush.&lt;br /&gt;Lips feel soft as a feather when we touch, Shawty that's what's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wynter)&lt;br /&gt;My lips like sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;This candy got you sprung (x2)&lt;br /&gt;So call me your sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;You love you some (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x3)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flo Rida)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Sh Shawty would you mind, cuz I want me some.&lt;br /&gt;Now and later, I don't wanna have to wait, you the one.&lt;br /&gt;Yep! Yep! Your vision. So, so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Can't help my interest, candy addiction.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna peace, to a piece gotta get a piece.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know a piece, Give me all your sweets.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom and top lip, bout to have a sugar feast.&lt;br /&gt;Level with our trip, I'm a lip bitin' beast.&lt;br /&gt;Man for them things, all 42 teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the sugar cane on your mouth, must beat.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't your mama slirp, stickin', usin' my tree.&lt;br /&gt;Like taffy but classy, get at me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm flyly Let you know I wanna kiss.&lt;br /&gt;But your lips, they'll do me fine.&lt;br /&gt;Now baby don't trip with the juicy kind.&lt;br /&gt;Get, get on the grip, Girl you ain't lyin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wynter)&lt;br /&gt;My lips like sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;This candy got you sprung (x2)&lt;br /&gt;So call me your sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;You love you some (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x7)&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flo Rida)&lt;br /&gt;You like my sugar, my sugar.&lt;br /&gt;You so sweet, so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Like my candy, my candy&lt;br /&gt;You so sweet, so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I got a good appetite with you on me, on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap you out of them clothes.&lt;br /&gt;You my treat, my treat.&lt;br /&gt;Girl you my sugar, I call you Candy&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I'm gonna get me some, get me some.&lt;br /&gt;Girl you my sugar, I call you Candy&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I'm gonna get me some, get me some sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wynter)&lt;br /&gt;My lips like sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;This candy got you sprung (x2)&lt;br /&gt;So call me your sugar (x2)&lt;br /&gt;You love you some (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x3)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweet like&lt;br /&gt;Da double dee double di&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-5782177194283628390?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/5782177194283628390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=5782177194283628390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5782177194283628390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/5782177194283628390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/sugar-flo-rida-ft-wynter-today-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8685843729033744982</id><published>2009-04-16T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:00:00.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just a few days ago , i was being scolded like don't know what -.- and then yesterday i received a KitKat from MsGoh ! th small one lurhs , for having good team work :3 so nice rights ! and then today MrsCheong let me sit down to present my work ! how sweet ! like i was presenting half-way , and then she goes :&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Jaime! , what happened to your leg ? &lt;/span&gt;then i told her it's like old injury (i still find it a little retarded to say it's old injury , and then i can't explain what it is ) . and then she let me sit down ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aye . anyways . went with Kaylie and ZhenLu to East Coast Park to watch th sea . well ,  didn't . i couldn't even go near th sea ! i had my bandage on . then i was wearing slippers today . so i was sitting at th rock seat . playing with Kaylie's iTouch :D hey i hope you guys feel better (: i should feel so lucky of myself . i'm free of problems . at least that's what i think , for now . then we went back to Parkway because i wanted bubble tea :x so we walked from East Coast to Marine Parade . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then on th way i was telling Kaylie and ZhenLu : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you know , i'm willing to actually give up my beautiful hair to th sea-witch , to take away my stomach , like become a seahorse :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because seahorses don't have stomach`s . so what they do all day is eat and eat and eat . and then ZhenLu was like telling me , go pray that my next life i will be a seahorse . then ask me go jump building -_-" hmmm , i was thinking . being a seahorse my next life isn't such a bad idea afterall ! but not dying when my time isn't up lahs . so retard . then i was also thinking , if next life i will choose to be a girl again . and i also thought : i believe i've accumulated much good karma this life to be a prettaye girl my next .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes . my ahma asked to take off my bandage D: th medicine hasn't even dried yet !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8685843729033744982?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8685843729033744982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8685843729033744982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8685843729033744982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8685843729033744982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-few-days-ago-i-was-being-scolded.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-23077461243384609</id><published>2009-04-15T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:20:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This Is So Retarded ! i was just looking at th &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bedok View Secondary School Digital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;KNS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Year Book &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; and then i was browsing through th band part . because Lorraine , JiaJiun , Lionel and me were to do th year book . like th reps . so we wrote a super nice write-up about th band , and we threw in hell damn loads of pictures . and there we have it ! th stoopid year book ! don't have th band's write-up , it's empty ! we included no explicit contents plox . and th picture gallery was empty ! nothing ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is so eveel . i thought it was so nice and all . and then we have th class part . okays , there was a write-up , and pictures . very nice (: and then weirdly , they added in pictures that were not of our class ! useless company lahs seriously . nonsense . but i thought it was really nice that we could save alot alot alot of papers and laser colours for , because it was on a disc .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well . th digital year book this year is crap . i miss my days in band ): yes , i've got my graduating cert from band alr . it's a piece of paper actually . i know i shouldn't be complaining . but th point is - in my going to 4 years of join-age in band , i don't see how they can fit&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ALL&lt;/span&gt; events that we have participated in in &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ONE PAGE&lt;/span&gt; . and it wasn't even full ! and grr , all those musical exchanges were part of Character Development . and they don't even carry any marks . how sad ): isn't musical exchanges just part of band !?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways . i was thinking today . i was thinking about th people that i felt had something against me . and then i realise , they were actually people i'd blogged about ! and then Jong^2 was like telling me maybe i'd stepped on their tails . but hey , &lt;em&gt;you'd think i have nothing better to do , and then i find random people that happened to run across my mind and then blog mean things about them ?!&lt;/em&gt; do i look like that sort of person ?! of course not rights ! * roll eyes * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i can think , and am able to think who needs to go up on this blog . and crap , &lt;strong&gt;they are just those people that happened to pissed me off because i don't see a thing that i had done wrong to them .&lt;/strong&gt; whatever lurhs . studying just seems so far behind my mind . and then i was dumb enough to wear shoes when i have my bandage on . so idiotic rights ! could've worn slippers . and i shall wear slippers tomorrow ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;noobcake company . full of rubbish . recycle yourself lahs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-23077461243384609?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/23077461243384609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=23077461243384609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/23077461243384609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/23077461243384609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-so-retarded-i-was-just-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8571982707122805227</id><published>2009-04-14T17:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:52:35.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ooooh i skipped napfa today :3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not exactly &lt;em&gt;skipped &lt;/em&gt;. i had a reason .&lt;strong&gt; I HAVE A REASON OKKAYS ?!?!&lt;/strong&gt; it's my poor right leg ankle ): i had t bandaged! i loveee bandages :D i don't know , it's hurting . like since last year . and so , i can't run and walk long distances . ie. 2.4km .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways . sucky day . i keep getting scolded . stoopid library aunty . i'll never step into that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;retarded-with-no-good-books-and-lousy-librarian-with-act-big-attitude-problem&lt;/span&gt; library . so , whatever ~ * roll eyes * i used th computer nia mahs ! shout what . you can like come over nice nice and tell me rytes ?! and then she was like : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;who gave you the permission to use th computer ?! * super big eyes * who give you th permission to you th &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; computer ?! * raises voice * ( ugly colour for ugly people )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i'd went :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; oh , cannot use ar ? ( nice colour for nice people ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tsk . laggy damn computer . if it wasn't so laggy i wouldn't have gotten caught rights ! idiot . fyi , she didn't metioned th &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; computer . i say de . cos i thought it was &lt;em&gt;damn-ed&lt;/em&gt; . need to shout at me issit ?!&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; i'm so hurt D: i have a vulnerable glass heart D: and you broke it D:&lt;/span&gt; * gives whatever look *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that was seriously so not my fault . computers for students to use mahs . blahs . i think she had a bad hair day and was trying to take it out on me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我自私的爱，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;是因为怕受伤害。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8571982707122805227?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8571982707122805227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8571982707122805227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8571982707122805227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8571982707122805227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/ooooh-i-skipped-napfa-today-3-not.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3316599899626608679</id><published>2009-04-13T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:41:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blahs . see lahs ! now whenever i see jong^2 , i will laugh my ass out :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aye , yesterday had tuition , kena scolded ! i'm soo sad ): it's binomial ! i don't know how do because it's sec3 topic . and if i could in any way , understand last year's chapters , i wouldn't fail my exams through and through th year . and then she read me th notes in th book like for 5-10 minutes . then expect me to do question . i can't do also scold me ! i really don't know what D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whatever . i must persevere . my last year . i seriously can't wait to end it . this is a miserable year for me . downright miserable . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my leg is hurting again ! why !? ~ ~ it doesn't seem to get any better even after many visits to th sensei . stoopid .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't want to go school everyday . i want to die . in my mind .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3316599899626608679?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3316599899626608679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3316599899626608679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3316599899626608679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3316599899626608679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/blahs.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7032784239952438834</id><published>2009-04-07T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:05:10.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'LL BE BACK! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You'll Always Be Mine - Phath&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really don’t know what to do (what to do)&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know how to say (how to say)&lt;br /&gt;How much I really love you now (love you now)&lt;br /&gt;I think about it every day (every day)&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t wait to hold you, girl&lt;br /&gt;And I still want you here in my world&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know that we are meant to be forever (forever)&lt;br /&gt;You know I’ll always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I like waking up in the morning, babe&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;And I like holding you in my arms at night&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;I like kissing you while you’re sleeping, babe&lt;br /&gt;Whispering ‘I love you’, girl&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;And I like waking up to your pretty smile&lt;br /&gt;Touching your soft skin&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of your perfume (your perfume)&lt;br /&gt;I love those sexy clothes you wear (clothes you wear)&lt;br /&gt;And every little things you do (things you do)&lt;br /&gt;Just make me want to be with you (be with you)&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t wait to hold you, girl&lt;br /&gt;And I still want you here in my world&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know that we are meant to be forever (forever)&lt;br /&gt;You know I’ll always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t have to worry ‘bout those tears falling down from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don’t have to worry ‘bout no secrets, I won’t tell you lies&lt;br /&gt;Don’t have to be ashamed, just tell me girl, what’s deep inside&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t ever let it go, I’ll make it alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t wait to hold you, girl&lt;br /&gt;And I still want you here in my world&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know that we are meant to be forever (forever)&lt;br /&gt;You know I’ll always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine, be mine&lt;br /&gt;Be mine&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’ll always be mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-7032784239952438834?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/7032784239952438834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=7032784239952438834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7032784239952438834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/7032784239952438834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-be-back-youll-always-be-mine-phath.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-6657490438603386151</id><published>2009-04-01T21:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:18:33.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Well I'm gonna be a new kind of clown. I'm gonna stand in the middle of the ring and laugh at the folks. Just looka yonder,' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Every one of 'em oughta be ridin' broomsticks. ...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes , our very own Bedok View Concert Band has got &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bronze&lt;/span&gt; . and i have no idea to say we deserve it , or we should've gotten better . there is no no way this band could be compared to th band two years ago . i can only say it's a real pity we were on th second week of th central judging . anyway , what's past is past . check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.sgbandfusion.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for updates on how bands in singapore are doing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrYap told us : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;his best times were in his band years .&lt;/span&gt; and i guess i could absolutely trust him on that . because i should be , too , seeing my years in BVCB my best years i've spent in BVSS . so much has changed till now . looking back , i really wonder does th medal we receive could change our band's status so much .? we used to have band night , camps every term , and overseas trip .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we've got nothing . th Band Night used to be a ceremony for th graduating members of th band . it's very grand . that was when i was in sec1 . and we as sec1`s , actually get to play two pieces for th ceremony , and to think then i was th emcee ! :3 now we can barely get th green light to have our own step-down ceremony . which to me was unfair , we didn't need other teachers to come witness our stepping down , it can be just within th band . so why can't we have it ? reason being - if we have , it will be unfair to other CCA groups cos' they don't have it . but isn't it th time where we as seniors are recognised for our efforts in th band , even though it wasn't much on my part . th step-down ceremony just keeps getting smaller and there's nothing we can do about it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think we have camps every term ! and i hate camps ! but camps are what and how we are bonded together isn't it ? it's th time we practice extra hard , play extra hard . isn't it ? and because we need to focus on our academics (i must admit that we come to school , studying is indeed our first priority.), we only have camps every semester . it really isn't our fault that discipline and playing were not as good as before . see , St.Patrick is known for almost every CCA , especially band - GWH . because i know they practice everyday . our practice time are even shorten by half an hour ! all that setting up of instruments and warming up , left 2 hours . and 6 hours a week , excluding speech day pieces . are we given th opportunity to be better ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways , we were at Speech Day rehearsal earlier on , after rehearsal , we started playing our SYF pieces . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey , we don't sound that bad !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it's at open space somemore . and th graduated uniform-group people actually clapped for us . and how long have we heard someone clapped for th band ? we used to participate actively in public performance . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i must be so proud of th band . i'm so proud of my band uniform , i'm so proud of my post . i'm so proud of everything about th band . we used to have overseas trip ! no , actually , we only have one overseas trip since my joining of th band . and i really regretted why didn't i master th art of shopping then ?! * sad * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm really sad! of my best years in BedokViewSecondarySCHOOL , my 4 years are ruined by those teachers . and then i have this idiot . i think he/she seriously have something against me ! like he/she gets this satisfaction from saying things to put me down . and apparently , his/her not so harmful words have slowly gotten into me , accumulating . allowing me to realise this guy/girl is jealous of me . all that he/she has been working so hard for , just to see me fall . listen/look , it's not going to happen and will never happen . i suppose he/she doesn't realise his/her misdeeds/true intentions , but there must be this urge inside him/her to watch me drop a tear , and then laugh his/her ass out .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6657490438603386151?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6657490438603386151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6657490438603386151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6657490438603386151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6657490438603386151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-im-gonna-be-new-kind-of-clown.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-7949501542648930441</id><published>2009-03-29T20:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:10:23.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9kIqUqEdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ugb6-L5D7hU/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579784910508498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9kIqUqEdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ugb6-L5D7hU/s200/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9kIsn56KI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MzdIoSGekDQ/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579785528109218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9kIsn56KI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MzdIoSGekDQ/s200/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9kItUDj1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/svCiOl_D9UE/s1600-h/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579785713291090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9kItUDj1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/svCiOl_D9UE/s200/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yoooo ! today i woke up at 1030 , met them at Parkway Parade to do our CME project ! we went to Pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tamania. and i saw this woman . tsk ~ i was hoping she would let me pass through that bloody space . and then she like totally glared at me . for fuck ? *roll eyes *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh , we went to TzuYing's house , then i started dolling Sherlyn up . i must say , Sherlyn is a very photogenic girl , she's prettaye by herself (: and then we took such a long time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in th toilet . what ! we must be perfecto for filming yo! that's Samantha figuring out th fridge . and then we started filming . HAHA . Sherlyn is definitely worthy of th Oscar-Award , so into th role and everything . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was suppose to be her side-kick , so i had to be bimbo too . but they said i already was one . hello !? so anyways , i ate Toblerone and didn't seem to go wrong today . Tzuing almost confiscated them ! ): i didn't go nuts rights ! RAWRS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in between breaks , we began to cam-whore ! what does girls do when you have nothing to do , and you have a camera with you rights ? th whole thing was so farneh , and we did have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a lot of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well , at least it took some time off my mind that SFY is actually &lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt; . i can't wait ! but it's so omg , i'm afraid i might just cock-up and ruined th whole thing D: what if my valve suddenly kena stuck ? what if i play at th wrong time ? what if i play wrong note ? what if i mis-pitch ? what if i didn't end properly ? what if my dynamics were wrong ? what if i fell on th steps (which is retarded and virtually impossible for i carry myself with grace)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579465456468450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9j2EQ4QeI/AAAAAAAAAfI/odSml945G78/s200/DSC01155.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9j2CobvBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4QNm8W9LsuM/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579465018391570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9j2CobvBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4QNm8W9LsuM/s200/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9j2JaiJNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1f3stTmgirA/s1600-h/DSC01120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579466839139538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9j2JaiJNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/1f3stTmgirA/s200/DSC01120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is last big thing in my times in band . three years ago and a little bit more i was still sec1 , trying to figure my notes . and now i'm playing for SYf , th second time , as a senior . how would that freak me out ? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i suppos we are really really lucky to have gotten th first day of th SYF . why didn't we get it in th previous SYF ? i could be almost prettaye sure we would have gotten a Gold for that time , that is if we had th first day . that was th peak already . is that th furthest th band can go ? yes ? just Bronze ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whatever it is , whether th band will make it to greater heights , it won't be our batch . get over it , J`aime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_05lvg1lB5fo/Sc9j1qNzwvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QiMh2JAsPU0/s1600-h/DSC01116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579458464269042" style="FLOAT: left; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;since i'm already so random , i shall write something random - Top 10 thing i can not live without! it's not in order (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#1 TeeVee / Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's either one i suppose . i'm cool with just one of them . they just occupy my time ! and i don't have to study . if no one has invented them , i think i'd already be bored to death .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t127/jordanescudero_9/cartoon_tv.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t127/jordanescudero_9/cartoon_tv.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; #2 Nail Filer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i love to keep my dead cells , ie. Nails . my fingers looks short and fat when i have really short nails . and i still think it's cleaner to have long nails and it's quite handy actually ! aye , must handle tools one then will know . often enough , if i have nails , i will do manicure . and filers are a must ! they shape your nails and no , they are not bad for your nails plox .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e120/Snookums7982/nailfiler.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 56px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e120/Snookums7982/nailfiler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; #3 the Comb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which girl with hair can survive without a comb ?! eh !? especially i have long hair , and i go to school . soo i need th comb at all times !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/ghostetler/combs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/ghostetler/combs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#4 Fake eyelashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots ! ever since i found them , there's no one time i can remember leaving th house , apart from school , not wearing them ! you don't have to be a vain pot to wear them -.- as JiaJiun says : this is call self-respect !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a370/westsiderockz/Bugis/DSC00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a370/westsiderockz/Bugis/DSC00275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes ! who can live without it anyways , that is when you've got one . it's so handy and convenient . mp3 , camera , sms , call , hey you just can do without it rytes ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p261/venusxp/K810i.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p261/venusxp/K810i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#6 Earphones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i sit on th bus everyday , staring blankly through th windows at th dark sky , my body must have something to do ! i must listen to songs , perhaps i can survive without it for some time , but not for long !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj312/fer_941995/earphones.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj312/fer_941995/earphones.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#7 a Bolster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to hug something to sleep . and i get really uncomfortable without one . and prolly that's one reason why i dislike camps .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m459/fni_album/Soft_Bolster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m459/fni_album/Soft_Bolster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Food !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ! who can live without food anyways ~ diaos . but i really have a sweet tooth ! no , i have sweet teeth actually . i love candies and chocolates !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr191/0H-3G0/The%20Food%20Porn%20Wars/w75211613.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr191/0H-3G0/The%20Food%20Porn%20Wars/w75211613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Eyeliners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a liquid one , gel one . but i can do without automated ones . they are so difficult to apply . and then when i wear my lashes , th automated ones kind of gets stuck to th glue ): some peopl say they make my eyes smaller ! then again , eleyliners are suppose to enhance your eyes rights ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk71/riweezyri/eyeliners.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk71/riweezyri/eyeliners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#10 Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya lahs ya lahs . i'm a vain pot lahs .&lt;br /&gt;shoot me lorhs .eh , who can do without a mirror . it's a basic neccessity !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv345/devilishly_cute/mirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also not forgetting . i cannot live without my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family &lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oxygen&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; pencils&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;colour pens&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doraemon&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ponyo&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; nail clippers&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; cameras&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Toblerone&lt;/span&gt; ! eh ! my damn-ed cousins literally stole my Toblerone ! waliews ! i never give them and they took it without my permission ! * angry *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hey ! i've got like th coolest Messenger around yo ! i changed all my sounds :x th new version is super chio okkays ! and it's getting kind of irritating now . aye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-6086233220273965673?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/6086233220273965673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=6086233220273965673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6086233220273965673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/6086233220273965673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-th-last-day-of-th-week-th-week.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a370/westsiderockz/Bugis/th_DSC00275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4459610499715614155.post-3349056421438782895</id><published>2009-03-26T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:10:35.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you are such a freakin' biatch to th core , and i hope never to ever see you again . everything i do is just wrong and everything you say is just right , even if it's wrong . i know you meant well , but th way you say it , just shut up alright !? you'd totally ruined my day , idiot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've got my new ugliest EZ-Link card ! it is blue , with stoopid public transport pictures as th background . and th whole point of disgust is - THE DAMN-ED PRIMARY SCHOOL PICTURE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;retarded ! why'd they need to put that back there ! i thought th new one would be so wonderful and everything , and it turned out this way . don't tell me i'll just be using it for a few more months , i can't stand looking at it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RAWRS ! sometimes i wish i could be really mean and insensitive and pour out everything , especially right in th person's face . life is unfair . and we ain't gonna' do nuthin' 'bout it . i like speakin' ol' country folks language . it's kinda' cool . and i'm lovin' it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;isn't it exciting ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Speech Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'O' Levels Mid-Year Exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Prelims &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'O' Levels End-Of-Year Exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's countdown 4 more days to th band's big day , 9 more days to Speech Day and yes 9 more days to suspending band and start to have fun ! in which i mean - to study .&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/4459610499715614155-3349056421438782895?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3349056421438782895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3349056421438782895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3349056421438782895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3349056421438782895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-such-freakin-biatch-to-th-core.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-4692839426454909543</id><published>2009-03-24T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:57:13.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HI ！我今天要 BLOG IN 华文。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGZXZXZXZXZ ！ SYF 在多六天！我们的乐队将在这个月的最后一天， 也就是三月三十日。心里满满的期待与焦急。 而且， 我们还在 SYF 的第一天！ 真不知道这是福还是祸 ）： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes , i'm just so full of crap . i'm on Toblerone again . anyways , SYF in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days ! how exciting . yeps , and i have no idea what is so going to happen . we are like , stuck in th middle . in a way , if we play good , we'll get a silver . if we play bad , we'll get a bronze . it's an estimation lurhs , but that's what i mean . there's no specific goal , no specific result . it's all luck and th concentration . and i do hope it all goes well ! last year already . and i'm leaving band , in like , 10 more days . right after speech day . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that's not steping down , but more of a break for th senior band . but i guess it won't make a difference for th sec4s , we are breaking till i don't know when . i'm not done with my homework ! and i don't know what to do ): i wanna stop and rest . and then MrBoo comes telling us th time we have left for revison . how mean .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't know why i'm blogging . i'm off for pet society !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously , playboys just have that special attraction,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'd just had to fall so hard for them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-4692839426454909543?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/4692839426454909543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=4692839426454909543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4692839426454909543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/4692839426454909543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-blog-in-omgzxzxzxzxz-syf-syf-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-2332903857786959739</id><published>2009-03-23T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:48:17.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've just got to blog about this. Zhen Lu has told me th most hilarious joke in my entire life ! i was about to tell him about my QM thing that upset-ed me so much (previous post) , then i changed my mind and said :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;J`aime : nevermind , you won't understand it ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ZhenLu : what do you mean i won't understand ?! i'm a very &lt;em&gt;sophisticated and complicated&lt;/em&gt; man . all that arteries inside me, it's so complex that if you were in there , you'd get lost !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;J`aime: * roll eyes *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ZhenLu: hey ! i'm serious ! you see sometimes if there's a cut , there's no blood coming out, and you know why ? that's beacuse th blood got lost inside my veins !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;J`aime: * gives talk-to-my-hand-or-get-away-from-me stare * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it may not be totally how he said it , but th meaning is there . and it's funny rights! a little exaggerating, but i laughed. at least, for once at something he said. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. yes, i'm high on Toblerone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Toblerone-high-ness, that's what i'll call it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OHYES! isn't this th greatest thing on earth! my chinese class change teacher and like ooh-yea! then here comes another teacher, and i guess at least it won't be as boring. andand, i'm on&lt;strong&gt; Pet Society craze!&lt;/strong&gt; and i have no idea why. it seems people have been using that application for quite some time, and here i am, now starting to chiong level. and i'm level 14 already! my pet is pink for all i like, and it has prettaye big round eyes, like th ones i've always wanted * sobs *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i was wondering why wouldn't two days be one ? why can't we need less rest ? why don't we have more time ? why doesn't th earth spin slower ? why can't i have bigger eyes ? why can't i keep long nails ?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HELLO! today we had spot check , and she actually said : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very Good .&lt;/span&gt; to me ! like , th first day of SCHOOL , was i think at th same length(??) . like , duh ! what's th big idea ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-2332903857786959739?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/2332903857786959739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=2332903857786959739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2332903857786959739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/2332903857786959739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-just-got-to-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-8991397625692652684</id><published>2009-03-20T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:52:07.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M TH SAD-EST GIRL ON EARTH ! I SWEAR !&lt;/span&gt; i'm so totally stoopid . why must i speak before thinking ?! i'm a dumb girl ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today we did th accessories check for band . then i ws asking MrFahmi how many to buy . then it goes like this -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;J`aime : so buy how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;many ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;MrFahmi : you are th QM what .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;J`aime : i'm stepping down soon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;MrFahmi : what's wrong with you ? * gives irritated look *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why th hell did i say that ?! * sad die * it's like implying i don't like being th QM ! &lt;strong&gt;i love th QM post !&lt;/strong&gt; * cries * noooooooooooo ! * pulls hair * why did i say that ! now i can never ever redeem myself ! it's all set and cannot be un-done-d ! * sniffles * i'm such a retard , seriously . i should've just stfu . damn .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate myself . for this . i love th QM larhhhhh ! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* bang wall and die * &amp;amp; * jumps building *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* revived * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm going nuts .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cos' i ate chocolate , Toblerone&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥! &lt;/span&gt;somemore . i just have this crazy fave over it . i have no idea why D: and SiongYu said that they were a tad too sweet ! but i lovee it just th way it is ! th White chocolate one then sweet lorhs plox .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so as i was saying . that was th stoopidest thing i've ever said in my whole life and i totally super regrets it now . it's all too late . i can go jump river and drown myself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-8991397625692652684?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/8991397625692652684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=8991397625692652684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8991397625692652684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/8991397625692652684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-th-sad-est-girl-on-earth-i-swear-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-9202427885534272332</id><published>2009-03-16T20:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:12:11.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today soo funny ! i was in th band room , sitting there . then JiaJiun was standing in front of me . then he put his hand on th drum set th bass drum , like with his hand to support himself , that step cool look . so i've got nothing better to do , yea i pushed his hand . HAHAHAHAHA . he almost fell :X then he went to take th baton , trying to prod me ): bad JiaJiun ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then th next thing i got was a fuckface idiot . who couldn't get his priorities right and come screaming , which then he cried in my face -.- it's my junior lahs horhs . i swear i never tio him before lorhs . i shall re-enact th whole situation . he was late for practice . and then i asked why . he said cos' he had to do project . which i though wasn't a very good explanation , especially it's th holidays and also , th fact that practice was in th afternoon . he could do his project anytime , but why to be late for practice , and then act like some big fuck going : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what ? warm-up only mah !&lt;/span&gt; then might as well you don't come for th other practices th warm-up lahs kkays . cos warm-up only mahs ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then he said it was his first time late . is that a very good reason for being late ? then he carries on saying : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least i come for band rights ?! not like th other people who pontang . and if i weren't committed to band , i wouldn't fucking be here!&lt;/span&gt; (or something near that.) rights .. now , in th first place , it definitely isn't his first time late . secondly , i do not think that doing project was a VERY good reason for being late . and thirdly , when you're wrong , you don't find excuses to cover up for your shame . what other people do , you think i give a heck ? yea , so maybe i shouldn't be probbing so much into your issues , if you weren't my junior. let's be nice and not mention about seniority cos' i think it's fucking unfair to give in to someone else just cos' he/she is more senior than you . i know it's irritating . but in this case , i've exposed out everything . my ugly side and his fuckface . plus fyi , it surely isn't his first time late for band , i can use my fingers which i use to blog to guarantee you on this .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then he starts crying , throwing his tantrums and vomitting all vulgarities at me . i'm sorry. too bad , i'm just this sort of person . &lt;strong&gt;i completely detest kids who don't own up their mistakes , then you go looking for excuses to put yourself as th victim , and most of all , shedding your freakin' crocodile tears . cos' guess what ? i won't give a damn .&lt;/strong&gt; and this is th most exciting part . i'd asked im why of all times , before band . then he said cos' his friends decided that they should not care about other people's cca and go with their way . so they made my poor junior kena &lt;em&gt;kp-ed&lt;/em&gt; by me . and when i ask why he doesn't have a say . then he explained that he doesn't have th time . like why ? cos' Wednesday night he has tuition . what a wondeful child . i see . and when we actually discussed about section outing later on , Wednesday night for dinner . when asked if he's free : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh i have tuition at night . i can change . ya .&lt;/span&gt; FCK OFF &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;_I_&lt;/span&gt; and he made it sound so easy . if you can say words without thinking , then go fucking reflect on your shyt behaviour you've shown me lahs horhs . cos' you've shown it without thinking , and you're th only one hurt heh ? fine . whatever . * roll eyes * look in th mirror lahs , fuckface . you're not as pathetic as you thought you were . spoilt brat . i could've have carried on&lt;em&gt; kp-ing&lt;/em&gt; you if you hadn't broken down in tears . loser . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and if this fuckface thinks i've done him wrong , he could just tag me . name yourself as : FUCKFACE . thanks .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-9202427885534272332?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/9202427885534272332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=9202427885534272332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/9202427885534272332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/9202427885534272332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahahahahhahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1898254844568213783</id><published>2009-03-15T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:58:01.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eh . i was at a funeral yesterday and this morning . then that person is someone i'm almost stanger to . then i saw th people cry , very sad lorhs . i was like thinking , if is my ahma , after that funeral , i would be immune to anything sad i guess . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well , was looking through last month's issue of&lt;em&gt; Seventeen&lt;/em&gt; . and th on th cover was Taylor Swift . i always had this impression that she must be plain-looking . cos' her music is more of country music . then i saw that . she's so prettaye ! * swoons * anyways . i was looking through th magazine . why didn't we figure this magazine years ago , when all of us were reading &lt;em&gt;Teenage&lt;/em&gt; ? tsk . i can totally tell you why i'd chose this magazine , rather than other local mag`s .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let's take &lt;em&gt;Teenage&lt;/em&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- inside, there's a lot of celebs interview . then one interview may be spreaded over a few pages . then say , there's 5 . and it's so wordy . what are th chances of you actually reading every single interview . so you'll just end up flipping through th magazine . and there's Dear Kelly . now , i know . many actually go for juicy titles then always leave th not-so-nice titles to th second time they open th book , rights ?! i know ! then teens are so interested in fashion these days , and &lt;em&gt;Teenage&lt;/em&gt; has very little of it . because too many of th other not very read-able stuffs . and &lt;em&gt;Teenage&lt;/em&gt; is th icon of Bugis Street ?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now we have , &lt;em&gt;Seventeen&lt;/em&gt; ! (loves!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- inside a typical Seventeen magazine . we have Fashion , Beauty , Health , Love-Life , My/Your Life , and th LITTLE BLACK BOOK ! :D Fashion , tips on how to dress and what to do with your body shape . lools ~ then runway models , quite a few pages . then Health you'll have Yoga ! then Beauty , um , all th beauty products . make-up to facial products to tips . and aye . cute rights ! Little Black Book is this part of th mag that all miscellaneous things that can't seem to fit anywhere else but here ! (: and not to mention - chio covers ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aye . i don't have a &lt;em&gt;Teenage&lt;/em&gt; Magazine with me , so can't really compare . but at th end of th day , i still like Seventeen . and i guess th only interview in th March issue , is Taylor Swift . and a real short one on David Archuleta , and he haven't had his first kiss ! :O whatever lahs . do homework . do homework . must snap back to reality . too bad my life isn't as wonderful as th &lt;em&gt;Seventeen&lt;/em&gt; magazine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1898254844568213783?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1898254844568213783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1898254844568213783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1898254844568213783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1898254844568213783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-1817377803810339169</id><published>2009-03-11T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:36:10.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I failed 3 subjects eh !!! * sad die * i failed my Combined Science , my Humanties and Literature ! i'm such a noobcake ): and th worse part is , all border-line fail !!!!! am i like just going to take th re-test but not take th re-test ? like , stare at th damn same paper -.- because it's still th original marks that will be reflected . aye . useless policy . next year better carry on , if not i will curse die th damn SCHOOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HATE SCHOOL . &lt;strong&gt;it's a natural thing .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well , today had SpeechDay rehearsal . we went up th AVA at 1415 , then end up we started playing at like , after 1530 ? -.- then whatever lahs , it got a bit raining and then not . so dumb . aye , this JiaJiun . so sad eh . like he also first time conducting for SpeechDay mahs , like if he wrong , also no need shout out right in his face , in front of everyone rytes . th fact that he knew nothing better about th rehearsal , we couldn't hold him solely responsible for th lag of th band mahs (as MarcusOng described) . but aiyaa , both sides also got fault lurhs . we didn't mean to not focus but really difficult to catch th cue mahs &gt;&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways , i'm counting my days towards stepping down from CCA . like , will have so much free time on hand . but what if i still don't study ? i tried to ask for another tutor , for my science and human`s , then my ahma say cannot study myself mehs ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then i say : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i stoopid mahs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like what , i fail so many subjects . and th subjects i failed th teachers comes telling us not to worry over failing that subject , because still can practice and catch up . and my form teacher says : if we cannot excel in common test , which only consists of a few chapters only , how to do well for Prelims , and even O`s ? i think my L1R4 more than 25 alrdy ): and i believe Design courses at least also need 18 ..? i don't want be nurse !! :x and th teachers are on completely different sides , so now what ? worry or not to worry ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos' when i'm with him &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm thinking of you ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-1817377803810339169?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/1817377803810339169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=1817377803810339169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1817377803810339169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/1817377803810339169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-failed-3-subjects-eh-sad-die-i-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</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-4459610499715614155.post-3261319733424928650</id><published>2009-03-09T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:26:44.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I FAILED GEOGRAPHY AND COMBINED SCIENCE !!!!! I'M SUCH A LOSER ! * cries *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think i'm like so going to fail my Social Studies and Literature . MrsCheong like say alot people fail x.x" and yes ! i likeee her XD cos' she thinks like me :D i mean , she can quite a tyrant sometimes , but still . at least she's nice when she teaches us . it's work and personal , and she can handle both just as well . she doesn't condemn you just cos' you did it th first time , or th second time . not like other teachers ~ tsktsk ~ * hint nails * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whatever lurhs . yes , No-Failures-At-Common-Test is complete booshyt . i failed my combined scienec by 1r1r2 marks ! then i have to do re-test , which they WILL still take this 48-1/2 mark in my report slip . and th purpose is , to have us try to study harder . come on . like what MrsCheong say , we will just memorise th answers and vomit back to th teachers . then MsKoh say at least we memorise also will learn something -.- and MrsCheong was like telling us it's such a chore to mark language paper . and th point i'm saying - th person/people who came up with this idea and th person/people who approved it should just go bang wall and die . and th worse part is , th graduating classes only have this Common Test , then prelims alrdy eh . make us go through this for what . somemore first year implement this dumb shyt policy . can you see th connection ? - first year implement .. only one Common Test . see ?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gahhhh . anyways ! i've gotten a new blogskin ! * shakes butt * heh ~ i do one eh ~ * shows off * it's such a stoopid thing . i was searching for skins on Blogskins.com . then i find so long also don't have . then i go see th my previous blogskin th designer , then go see her other designs. turned out i liked this one toos ! this is th original one -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=224491&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; CLICK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. and th one you're staring at is my creation . i still credited her ! i really loved this one th background . prettaye rytes ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have many many homework . useless SuperTeens , it's wearing off in me :x i can't seem to focus in class and i'm doing real bad , still , in my tests . aye . and i've already planned . after my O`s , i will go take up hairdressing course . and i will make my friends let me test out on them :P and i will work extra hard , cos' if they can trust me , i shouldn't spoil their hair * cross fingers *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;die ! i'm growing my nails again ! i'm such a loser !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4459610499715614155-3261319733424928650?l=im-addictive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/feeds/3261319733424928650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4459610499715614155&amp;postID=3261319733424928650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3261319733424928650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4459610499715614155/posts/default/3261319733424928650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-addictive.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-failed-geography-and-combined-science.html' title=''/><author><name>-MY_MILKx3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378619189576199799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
