<?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-8875514479976660963</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:51:45.431-08:00</updated><category term='Chapter 55.'/><title type='text'>Simple is Happiness.</title><subtitle type='html'>Hanging onto a love with no happy ending.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1668610886969711956</id><published>2011-09-18T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T01:58:31.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gooooodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Moved to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://unknownrecords.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://unknownrecords.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1668610886969711956?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1668610886969711956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/09/gooooodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1668610886969711956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1668610886969711956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/09/gooooodbye.html' title='Gooooodbye.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-921783973675237120</id><published>2011-08-07T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:12:18.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to have no regret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5uERqsDylY/Tj4eeeQ83nI/AAAAAAAADGA/07TxDhSOKok/s1600/215040_10150260989290735_679860734_7755118_909864_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5uERqsDylY/Tj4eeeQ83nI/AAAAAAAADGA/07TxDhSOKok/s400/215040_10150260989290735_679860734_7755118_909864_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637977292383510130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's been a month or so since i've update my site so I’m taking this time to blog as the weather is awesome &amp;amp; for some reason! Been really busy with school stuff, everyday going home late after school and during the weekend it's either Family Outing , Friends or Boyfriend. Anway it's been 2month+ with bb already, time pass v fast uh ! We quarrel almost everyday at a certain period, and it make really feels like giving up already. But bb never fails to make me feel loved by him again &amp;amp; again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you TristanKoh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hehehe, Yayness tomorrow half day of schoooool &amp;amp; 2days of holiday. bb is playing his game right now, guess i'm going to play my game too after blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you put me in the first place, you’ll always care bout me, you always make me smile with the cute expression of yours, you'll piggyback me when i'm tired, you'll cheer me up when you made me angry, you always call me your princess, you made me feel loved by you, you always remind me how much you love me, you'll listen to me, you'll assure me when i keep suspecting, &amp;amp; you'll try your best to give me what i want. Thankyou bb for everything. I'm sorry i couldn't be 24/7 sweet but must remember i'll always love youuuuuuuuu ! If you're reading this, i guess you know the reason why am i updating my blog on now right ? hehehehe, winkzxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Follow me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://twitter.com/#%21/Arh2si0oz"&gt;twitter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&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/8875514479976660963-921783973675237120?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/921783973675237120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/trying-to-have-no-regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/921783973675237120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/921783973675237120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/trying-to-have-no-regret.html' title='Trying to have no regret.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5uERqsDylY/Tj4eeeQ83nI/AAAAAAAADGA/07TxDhSOKok/s72-c/215040_10150260989290735_679860734_7755118_909864_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1304501924111677432</id><published>2011-06-29T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T08:35:21.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This aching heart aint broken yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello, it's me and bf first-sary!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; Facetime with bf and talkbox till 3am. ^.^ Was awake at 9am but was feeling super tiring so wanted to rest for about 5-10 mins more? End up i overslept and woke up @ 10am instead ! I'm late to meet bf at his place, went to Funan pastamania for lunch after that bf went home and i went to meet my friend. K, pathetic right to spend with bf for that 2hours for our first-sary! But nevermind, we still have alot of time for each other, hehehe! :$ Hsh around 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend, It's our first-sary already! We should be enjoying ourself and be superduper happy, even happier than all the time we had tgt. But we are actually quarreling over stupid stuffs currently. I've said what i wanted to say via text at 12am sharp already, so i think i'm just gona talk about the what i'm feeling. Your words hurt me, it really hurt me that i couldn't hold back my tears. I'm so sorry for not being able to give you any secure feelings but bby i'm feeling the way you're feeling too. I'm afraid that you would do the same thing like what you did to her.. i'm really very afraid that the same thing would happen to me. You're not completely mine yet and this is the worst part of everything. I don't know how to put it in words anymore, i don't know how to prove it to you anymore... i already tried my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURE UPLOADER IS GIVING ME PROBLEM SO NO PICTURE TODAY, TOMORROW PICTURESSSSSSzxc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqvcSmTZNRs?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqvcSmTZNRs?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1304501924111677432?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1304501924111677432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-aching-heart-aint-broken-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1304501924111677432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1304501924111677432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-aching-heart-aint-broken-yet.html' title='This aching heart aint broken yet.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-9040586041558513179</id><published>2011-06-28T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T09:17:18.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want us to be the object of envy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIUrhyywx1Y/Tgn7OvvJbNI/AAAAAAAADEY/sdIF0DPMsKg/s1600/267860_10150219212705735_679860734_7391041_5118934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623301840499731666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIUrhyywx1Y/Tgn7OvvJbNI/AAAAAAAADEY/sdIF0DPMsKg/s400/267860_10150219212705735_679860734_7391041_5118934_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;X O X O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello, 've been neglecting my site for exactly 2weeks, haha. No idea where did i get my inspiration to blog today also , maybe i'm just too bored don't know what to do and maybe because bf says he want to stalk! Hahaha! Can't remember what i exactly did each day the past 2week, Only remember meeting boyfriend at his area movie movie and movie ! Nevertheless, i also finally met my girlfriends for movieeeeee, haven't been meeting them ever since dk when. Catch up alot with them, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad send me to bf place today in the morning, watch drama with bf on his comp for alittle while before heading over to ps to do bf stuffs , bought the same iphone cover but different colour &amp;amp; had ljs for early dinner after that headed back to bf area to put his stuff at his place, relax at one corner with bf. Roflzxc. Train back to pasir ris, went over to elias mall to meet girlfriends. Send yt bby home then hsh. Heheheheehhehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623301838810142274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TNZCf1eYU4/Tgn7OpcUVkI/AAAAAAAADEQ/A_kCVclw84M/s400/267980_10150230651400735_679860734_7434621_3381754_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took about more than an hour to actually finish one complete post because i can't lift my finger off my handphone from spamming text with bf , playing with emoji. HAHAHA. kkk i'm doneeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOLLOW ME ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SaraHamitoes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&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/8875514479976660963-9040586041558513179?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9040586041558513179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-want-us-to-be-object-of-envy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9040586041558513179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9040586041558513179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-want-us-to-be-object-of-envy.html' title='I want us to be the object of envy.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIUrhyywx1Y/Tgn7OvvJbNI/AAAAAAAADEY/sdIF0DPMsKg/s72-c/267860_10150219212705735_679860734_7391041_5118934_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4652019148181440658</id><published>2011-06-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T06:59:38.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can only see my smile but not my tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh11gfLTv58/TfdpQxmX_fI/AAAAAAAADEI/pIdZVNQDzzk/s1600/248375_10150211367965735_679860734_7317212_5046813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618074797081099762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh11gfLTv58/TfdpQxmX_fI/AAAAAAAADEI/pIdZVNQDzzk/s400/248375_10150211367965735_679860734_7317212_5046813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, skipped PE today. Slack alittle while, went back to class had IT test. A surprise test i suppose ? Hahahaha, i failed the first test but passed the second test. Hehehehehe ! After school, went to chitchat with classmate at random blk. Around 5.15pm, train back home and then went to get prepared and stuff and went to have dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4652019148181440658?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4652019148181440658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-can-only-see-my-smile-but-not-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4652019148181440658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4652019148181440658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-can-only-see-my-smile-but-not-my.html' title='You can only see my smile but not my tears.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh11gfLTv58/TfdpQxmX_fI/AAAAAAAADEI/pIdZVNQDzzk/s72-c/248375_10150211367965735_679860734_7317212_5046813_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7351358288622340330</id><published>2011-06-13T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T06:59:48.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>愛我還是他</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ff81yDCq9vU/TfYXyr3A3yI/AAAAAAAADEA/6q1HQRX6azQ/s1600/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617703744725638946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ff81yDCq9vU/TfYXyr3A3yI/AAAAAAAADEA/6q1HQRX6azQ/s400/IMG_1224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, school's like awesomeeeee because i completed my java task by myself, ohmygawd i'm so awesome! Hehehehe. Lesson ended slightly eariler than expected, went to random blk and slack with my awesome classmates. 5.30pm train back home , reached home and decided to have subway for dinner. So went to whitesand subway with andy and liling ! After subway, went to cotton on to meet tammy , window shop alittle while. Bus back to house area, camwhore for alittle while hsh to watch the channel 8 , 9pm show! Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid boyfriend, i'm so sorry for making you felt like i'm taking your corcern for granted. I really didn't meant that way, i'm so so sorry. :( I love you. ♥♥♥♥♥♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-7351358288622340330?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7351358288622340330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7351358288622340330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7351358288622340330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='愛我還是他'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ff81yDCq9vU/TfYXyr3A3yI/AAAAAAAADEA/6q1HQRX6azQ/s72-c/IMG_1224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4419235023059528949</id><published>2011-06-12T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:41:34.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm afraid once i start falling deeper, you're gona leave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0_YL-xn51k/TfTPyxx1WHI/AAAAAAAADD4/sKtj5VK5RJ4/s1600/as.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617343106500614258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0_YL-xn51k/TfTPyxx1WHI/AAAAAAAADD4/sKtj5VK5RJ4/s400/as.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, today was family day! Went to marina barrage with family at around 4pm+ , the weather is epic hot like mxm. Walk &amp;amp; photo spam for alittle while, headed to East coast road walk around the street and settle down at some korean restraunt to have our dinner. Headed to parkway to have our desserts, and went to buy koi ! After that , headed to loyang point to get my medicine cream and had my itouch screen protector changed &amp;amp; a new itouch cover ! Hehehehe, hsh around 9pm, auditionsea with boyfriend and then blackshot , now updating going to bed like a sooon ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend, I love you and i never wana stop loving you. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4419235023059528949?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4419235023059528949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-afraid-once-i-start-falling-deeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4419235023059528949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4419235023059528949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-afraid-once-i-start-falling-deeper.html' title='I&apos;m afraid once i start falling deeper, you&apos;re gona leave.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0_YL-xn51k/TfTPyxx1WHI/AAAAAAAADD4/sKtj5VK5RJ4/s72-c/as.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5310297291699867685</id><published>2011-06-11T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:20:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SmNrsnP9nhU/TfOjdgHLWhI/AAAAAAAADDw/GaNpsY-nAGw/s1600/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617012887492712978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SmNrsnP9nhU/TfOjdgHLWhI/AAAAAAAADDw/GaNpsY-nAGw/s400/IMG_0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, today's fine with&lt;strong&gt; alittle bit&lt;/strong&gt; of perfection because i'm going to meet my secret lover!!! hehe, asked sister if she wana come along with me to meet him at his area. Prepared and stuff, went down to get my stuff and then headed to 400+ to slack while deciding with my stupid boyfriend where to go and stuff, had a tiny arguement with him. Nigel came over and had alittle chat, then cab with liling to his area. Went to vivocity and caught a movie "Ladaland" and after movie, went to some market to have our dinner then Back to his area, talk slack and etc. Cab home around 10pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if what i'm doing is right or wrong, but i'm willing to give it a shot. ♥♥♥♥♥ I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5310297291699867685?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5310297291699867685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/paranoid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5310297291699867685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5310297291699867685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/paranoid.html' title='Paranoid.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SmNrsnP9nhU/TfOjdgHLWhI/AAAAAAAADDw/GaNpsY-nAGw/s72-c/IMG_0503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-96312494522819840</id><published>2011-06-09T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T05:00:56.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take my hand and close your eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1T0JvfJG8/TfC1eVqmANI/AAAAAAAADDg/2W-ppkTqXG4/s1600/IMG_2537%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616188268147507410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1T0JvfJG8/TfC1eVqmANI/AAAAAAAADDg/2W-ppkTqXG4/s400/IMG_2537%255B1%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, i mentioned that things are getting so much better in the previous post didnt i ? Tsk, guess what, Love is giving me problems again. :( I really hate what i'm always feeling but for him, i don't care or mind at all. But why is it that this time, i just couldn't pretend about the fact that his not mine from the start. I wana see him but at the same time i wana avoid, no one would understand how i'm feeling right now. I keep asking myself whether if i've made the right choice again and again. I really want to pretend like nothing's wrong, but this time those words are harsh and it seriously proves how much he can't live without her. He mind so much about how would she think and he didn't even thought of my feelings. It just hurt so bad, i really wana cry out loud on the spot, telling him how much his word had hurt me, but i just couldn't bring myself to do it. Perhaps, i just wana put on a strong side of me infront of him. k, maybe i should stop ranting. Anyway, school's fine, long hours of lesson but afterall i still enjoyed myself with my classmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you, I miss your voice, I miss your touch , I miss the love that is almost there, i just misses you so much whenever you're out of my sight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-96312494522819840?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/96312494522819840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-my-hand-and-close-your-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/96312494522819840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/96312494522819840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-my-hand-and-close-your-eye.html' title='Take my hand and close your eye.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1T0JvfJG8/TfC1eVqmANI/AAAAAAAADDg/2W-ppkTqXG4/s72-c/IMG_2537%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-9032798956082532557</id><published>2011-06-08T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T04:25:02.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29th, i love my secret lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zSxyXXXdWB0/Te9ay2b-9GI/AAAAAAAADDY/dfmdWledaXw/s1600/251338_10150202480340735_679860734_7224605_1733404_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615807090007143522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zSxyXXXdWB0/Te9ay2b-9GI/AAAAAAAADDY/dfmdWledaXw/s400/251338_10150202480340735_679860734_7224605_1733404_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, things are getting so much better in my life right now - love, friend , family and everything. I learnt to forgive and forget and to let go. Skipped 2nd-7th june due to lazyness , hehe! I'm actually still lazy right now, so short and sweeet post today uh! I love today sooooo much, hehehe! Bedok &amp;gt; TiongBahru &amp;gt; Vivo &amp;gt; TiongBahru &amp;gt; Simei &amp;gt; Central &amp;gt; Home at around 6pm+ after meeting Sammy and i caught two movie in a row like about 10mins break only in between at vivo - Insidious and X-men: First class !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my secret lover, hope he text me soooon! ♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-9032798956082532557?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9032798956082532557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-promise-you-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9032798956082532557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9032798956082532557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-promise-you-one-day.html' title='29th, i love my secret lover.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zSxyXXXdWB0/Te9ay2b-9GI/AAAAAAAADDY/dfmdWledaXw/s72-c/251338_10150202480340735_679860734_7224605_1733404_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5079913077584911173</id><published>2011-06-01T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T05:15:29.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When it’s good, it’s really good and when it’s bad - it’s the worst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBirlBAIj8I/TeYsd-fO81I/AAAAAAAADC8/UI5Fcgj7AQI/s1600/tumblr_lhod4cvwXY1qzvx8vo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613222879065731922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBirlBAIj8I/TeYsd-fO81I/AAAAAAAADC8/UI5Fcgj7AQI/s400/tumblr_lhod4cvwXY1qzvx8vo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i.miss.my.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;secrect.lover&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5079913077584911173?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5079913077584911173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-its-good-its-really-good-and-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5079913077584911173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5079913077584911173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-its-good-its-really-good-and-when.html' title='When it’s good, it’s really good and when it’s bad - it’s the worst.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBirlBAIj8I/TeYsd-fO81I/AAAAAAAADC8/UI5Fcgj7AQI/s72-c/tumblr_lhod4cvwXY1qzvx8vo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-883911962405310284</id><published>2011-05-30T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T04:26:27.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I always thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLpQ6jfsGJw/TeN-EqfacdI/AAAAAAAADC0/9EZNa66Fcuc/s1600/254003_10150198917890735_679860734_7193016_8095133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612468179224392146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLpQ6jfsGJw/TeN-EqfacdI/AAAAAAAADC0/9EZNa66Fcuc/s400/254003_10150198917890735_679860734_7193016_8095133_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harliew ! Finally i've the inspiration to blog after 5 days of not blogging , so much things happening to my life, to be exact it never stopped before. Hahaha, obviously &lt;strong&gt;life's such a dog&lt;/strong&gt; uh, i swear i really hate what i'm having now. When will problems stop coming to me, Relationships, Family issue and now even friendship. **Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24th - 26th may , i spend my everyday after school life with kristy like usual. Talk deek, joke and etc. 27th may , was suppose to go out with classmate to celebrate my birthday but didn't manage to afterall. Got no idea where to go and was too tired to do anything, so went to meet wenjun at his house after that. Sister came over to find me , talk and stuff went to prp to sit down and chitchat. Wenjun send us home at 10pm+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28th may&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Happy birthday to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! :$ This year birthday wasn't an enjoyable one , because all last minute plans so didn't really do much this year. Went to kbox with Kristy , Liling &amp;amp; Meifei, bryan &amp;amp; friend join us after that. Thought we could enjoy ourselves but didn't expect things turns out ugly and unpleasant things happen. :( Yaaaa, so after that derrick came to pass me my &lt;strong&gt;GUCCI PERFUME!!!&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;LOVELY cake&lt;/strong&gt; for birthday present. He went off soon after he passed me and headed to prp to meet wenjun , slack and talk deek and stuff. Kristy and meifei went off to somewhere. So, slack around with liling &amp;amp; wenjun ~ Wenjun send us to meet sammy &amp;amp; friends around 9pm+. Heart to heart talk with Sammy , talk till 11pm+ . Walk back home , quarreled with parents when reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29th may, Family day. Went to expo for food fair &amp;amp; some other fair :) 30th may, School's fineee! The best day ever in school today. I spoke to him for the very first time after contacting for a certain period and the fact is his my classmate! Awwwww, he bought me sweeeeeet because im craving for it. Hehehehe ! Slack awhile with classmate outside school for alittle while, and recieved a phone call and was really pissed and disappointed. Cab down to central with michael &amp;amp; victoria to meet huishan, kristy , theodora &amp;amp; titus. Talk for alittle while, cab down to downtown to talk some things with meifei &amp;amp; co. After that, everything was alright and hsh around 6pm+ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought we were strong , but now i realise we ain't at all. Small matters lead us to what we were again before. I thought you were the one who understands me well ... but now i doubt so. You doesn't really trust me, if you do you wouldn't even suspect it was me. ( I didn't assume , but you should know it yourself if you ever really had thought for that few second or min, i were the one. if you ever really trusted me, you wouldn't even have confronted me.) So saddening uh, sometime &lt;strong&gt;it just doesn't pay to be good&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahaha , Let's just hope things we go back to how it was before when all this things happened. Money is really everything uh, how true. Money can really take away friendships too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost shed a tears that i shouldn't, nothing last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-883911962405310284?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/883911962405310284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-always-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/883911962405310284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/883911962405310284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-always-thought.html' title='I always thought.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLpQ6jfsGJw/TeN-EqfacdI/AAAAAAAADC0/9EZNa66Fcuc/s72-c/254003_10150198917890735_679860734_7193016_8095133_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-346103911964775891</id><published>2011-05-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T05:17:40.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You ain't shit without your crew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAjMywv-t-c/TduhnysnfNI/AAAAAAAADCs/ba_lfbALGqc/s1600/229515_10150193005505735_679860734_7141867_156738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610255465815964882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAjMywv-t-c/TduhnysnfNI/AAAAAAAADCs/ba_lfbALGqc/s400/229515_10150193005505735_679860734_7141867_156738_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellooo, it's been sometime since i update my site. Too much things is happening to me this month , too problematic. Spend my after school time with Sumpat kristy. Yeah, we started contacting each other again, awesome much? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's extremely boring i swear, always hoping for friday to come like asap. Spend my past few weekend shopping with sumpat kristy and liling or ehub with jeremy &amp;amp; co. Srsly i got nothing much to update about, promise to do a proper post asap when i've the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wana catch up with all my friends asap, and my birthday is coming in &lt;strong&gt;4more days&lt;/strong&gt; ! Ain't excited about my birthday at all because till now, got no plans at all. Most probably spending my birthday away like a normal day. I'm more excited for weekend and school holiday, hahahaha! See how much i hate school ! :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610255329481785330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21gwprlWjdI/Tduhf20A__I/AAAAAAAADCk/lCHZ3I8lhSs/s400/Yoseob.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohmygawd, i love Yoseob. Don't you think his sooooooooo cute ? :$ I'm kinda sort of obessed with kpop beast &amp;amp; 2ne1 song like recently. Hehehehehe. &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/8875514479976660963-346103911964775891?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/346103911964775891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-aint-shit-without-your-crew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/346103911964775891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/346103911964775891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-aint-shit-without-your-crew.html' title='You ain&apos;t shit without your crew.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAjMywv-t-c/TduhnysnfNI/AAAAAAAADCs/ba_lfbALGqc/s72-c/229515_10150193005505735_679860734_7141867_156738_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3963627263251328311</id><published>2011-05-14T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:39:55.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>这是你欠我的.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzUf6BL52Cs/Tc7aOU3tzyI/AAAAAAAADCc/748rCJ5OffM/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606658525778267938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzUf6BL52Cs/Tc7aOU3tzyI/AAAAAAAADCc/748rCJ5OffM/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellooooo ! Ohmygawd, i didn't update my site for quite a number of days already eh! Know what ? I'm a happygurl94 already, i got back my freedom and i finally got rid of a jerk in my life. hehehehe, be happy for me okay. I finally have the courage to let go of this miserable relationship. I'm Offically Single ! :B Hiakhiak ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall skip those previous post eh, too lazy to update every single bit of it. 13May , Meet up with kristySanrio with liling at our house area and train to somerset, scape (Flee market) to shop. Bought a top at flee market &amp;amp; met up with classmate for alittle while. Then went to have late lunch at kopitiam ^^ Chawamushi !!! Hahaha ! After walking around scape, decided to go far east to shop, walk over to far east and shop! Nothing much caught my eye actually, but bought a brown baggy short pants. Enough of shopping so cab back to pasir ris area and then slack and talk deek, Ahpui came and find us after that some stuff happen. :) Hsh around 11pm. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday is coming like in a few more days but im not even a bit excited about it cause it's gona be a boring birthday this year. :'( Hehehehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8875514479976660963-3963627263251328311?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3963627263251328311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3963627263251328311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3963627263251328311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_14.html' title='这是你欠我的.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzUf6BL52Cs/Tc7aOU3tzyI/AAAAAAAADCc/748rCJ5OffM/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7144478710396498750</id><published>2011-05-06T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:26:21.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我对自己说 "我一定要快乐".</title><content type='html'>Helloooooooo! Skip yesterday's post because it's just too boring to talk about how i spend my entire day in school. Class ended @ 4pm+ , waited at classroom with michael for jieyun. Talk nonsense with class advisor. Around 5pm+, went to take train back to pasir ris. Went to whitesand to get some stuff for siblings, imm a awesome sister right ? :$ Hahahaha ! I'm feeling super tired already and i still have to go whitesand to get stuff for them !! Hsh around 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Class starts @ 8am today, but went in class @ 9 with daniel &amp;amp; victoria. :\ Was to lazy to go to class, cause it's really boring !!!!!! Watch a super long video, suppose to end class @ 11 but because of that video it ended @ 11++. For the ++, also time okay !!! Went to slack with standard people and then train back to pasir ris get somethings and then went over to meet luvs. Zanna Chew &amp;amp; One of my classmate , Geraldine (Which is zanna friends) Came over. Talk deek etccccc. Around 7pm+, they left luvs house. Luvs is hungry, so decided to go to my house area take away his dinner and settle ourself @ pasir ris park pit 64!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the sea, eat dinner and talk deek ! Hahahaha, i think i really irratied luvs today alot with all my stupid inside jokes. HAHAHA. But at least he still laugh and joke about it ! Hehehehe. When we're about to go back home that time, i gave luvs alot problem like " Ohmygawd, my things left there" and we had to go back there just to get it. But he didn't complain!!!! Ohmygawd, how awesome can he be ? LOL! K, i think miracles gona happen soon.Rofl. Well, i spend my day today happily although i cried at certain times infront of luvs. Hsh around 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACOB WONG !!!!!!! Brother's birthday coming in 4 more days, 2nd monthsary is coming in 5more days. Hahahahaha !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力想结束这段迷失的感情 可我发现没有勇气和你说再见 难到注定爱上你最后伤的是自己..我想问一问你 能否爱我一次, 遗憾我并不是你唯一 ... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-7144478710396498750?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7144478710396498750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7144478710396498750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7144478710396498750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='我对自己说 &quot;我一定要快乐&quot;.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-738912986939631382</id><published>2011-05-04T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T05:58:37.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>► Edited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kYW17JXSww/TcFNPMoGj-I/AAAAAAAADCM/aSn_G3eGuGs/s1600/tumblr_lkayw2vD8Z1qfsxeuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602844334908411874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kYW17JXSww/TcFNPMoGj-I/AAAAAAAADCM/aSn_G3eGuGs/s400/tumblr_lkayw2vD8Z1qfsxeuo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiiiiiii, shall update blog in a new post because the previous post the spacing seriously dam ruined. No idea why either, hahahaha ! So i spend my whole afternoon playing blackshot. Ohmygawd, my kd dropped like from 56% to 50%. What the fuck uh !!!!!!! :( I want GS !!!!!!!!!!!!! Which kind soul wana buy for me ? Hahaha. Anyway, I miss my boyfriend, His busy working recently means Not much time for me :( AND YOU KNOW WHAT... I'm fucking jealouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus about some stuff. Argh, fuck my lifeeeeeeeee max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhh bored, Class end @ 6pm tomorrow ! So dam lateeeee, still gotta go whitesand to get some stuff before i could head home. Im soooo lack of $$ recently , I neeed $$. I wana find a job and also to keep myself occupied and busy so i wouldn't have the god dam time to think of unnesscary stuff and make myself feel like i am some depression bitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fucking hate her, i don't know why either. I can't stop stalking her wall even though she seriously irks me alot, ohmygawd!!! I fucking hate the way she behaves and the way she tries all her best to act cute. Dam...... Seriouslyyyyy , &lt;strong&gt;I FUCKING HATE HER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA, IM OBVIOUSLY TRYING TO MAKE MY POST LOOOOOK LONGER! LOL , BUT I SRSLY FAIL CAUSE I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY ANYMORE !! LOLOL , K .... not funny. Anyway, ! I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend. (k)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-738912986939631382?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/738912986939631382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/edited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/738912986939631382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/738912986939631382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/edited.html' title='► Edited.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kYW17JXSww/TcFNPMoGj-I/AAAAAAAADCM/aSn_G3eGuGs/s72-c/tumblr_lkayw2vD8Z1qfsxeuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5545754526106534635</id><published>2011-05-04T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:43:10.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From start to finish, you never knew the real me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ip3qqTt4AoQ/TcEP28shOLI/AAAAAAAADBU/A9XpL2gLWf8/s1600/tumblr_lknvqvoRUI1qhi7r3o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TV586xChdiI/TcERAbUcTtI/AAAAAAAADBc/e2649ezyjxs/s1600/tumblr_lknvqvoRUI1qhi7r3o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602778110456778450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TV586xChdiI/TcERAbUcTtI/AAAAAAAADBc/e2649ezyjxs/s400/tumblr_lknvqvoRUI1qhi7r3o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Helloooooooooooooooooooo! I'm feeling so fuckup now and i'm so bored at home. I'm so jealous jealous jealous jealous, Jealousy do kills. I really hate knowing the truth but at the same time i also wana know the truth, seriously i don't know what the fuck i want anymore. My eyes are always giving up liquid whenever i thinks about the short love we had. All those sweet times are just gona remain as a memories already, how saddening ah ! Shall take a step at a time for now , just hope everything will eventually goes well in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gona do it in point form today, im just too lazy to update like every single shit. I wana blackshot soon ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02May :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rot at home , blackshot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiff with parents because of siblings.(Unreasonable)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to loyang point meetup with KristySanrio &amp;amp; JeremyChang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerald &amp;amp; Sammy came and join us @ blk 247 Seven-Eleven. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hsh @ 7pm+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;03May : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for breakfast @ Bedok with dad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reporting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skiped school, cause school started @ 1. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to loyang secondary to pick KristySanrio from school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Evelyn , slack alittle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Kristy house to wait for her get prepared.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bus to Downtown meet WeeWee, Ivan, Jeffery &amp;amp; co .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for movie with kristy &amp;amp; jeremy. " A chinese ghost story. "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After movie, meet up with ivan &amp;amp; co again including Ryan &amp;amp; Sihao. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slack alittle while, Hsh @ 7pm+.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;04May : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet up with shanice, jieyun &amp;amp; daniel outside school. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went in class like 1hour late. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boring lessons as usual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emo lunch-break .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class ended @ 2. Took a longer way back home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hsh @ 3pm+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gona blackshot now, (Y) I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; miss&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend. Update later ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;@4.35pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5545754526106534635?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5545754526106534635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-start-to-finish-you-never-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5545754526106534635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5545754526106534635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-start-to-finish-you-never-knew.html' title='From start to finish, you never knew the real me.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TV586xChdiI/TcERAbUcTtI/AAAAAAAADBc/e2649ezyjxs/s72-c/tumblr_lknvqvoRUI1qhi7r3o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8110832902671690670</id><published>2011-05-01T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T09:42:24.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a reason to forget my decision.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm putting in the effort and you're not even trying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm like someone trying to fix back a broken mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te_qVx8yOvY/Tb2L6I5W6VI/AAAAAAAADBA/7ATBA2jSQ2c/s1600/123.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601787342455499090" style="WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te_qVx8yOvY/Tb2L6I5W6VI/AAAAAAAADBA/7ATBA2jSQ2c/s400/123.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVsXZNhr0GI/Tb2L6hX5fYI/AAAAAAAADBI/kzxhXAGwt8Q/s1600/123.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601787349026045314" style="WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVsXZNhr0GI/Tb2L6hX5fYI/AAAAAAAADBI/kzxhXAGwt8Q/s400/123.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello readers, Finally a proper post after don't know how many days of neglecting my site. Have been facing so much issue in my life past few days that i could hardly handle it. But thanks to my awesome friends that's always giving advice and ways to deal with it. But i just can't bring myself to do it, ikr. I suck :( Anyway, today's a awesome day with awesome friends, Jayden, Blended &amp;amp; NicoleDarling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9.30am , went to get prepared and stuff. Jayden came to pick me up from my house downstair, drove to meet Nicoledarling @ her workplace. Jayden treated me 3hours lan ! Awesome right ! I didn't bring any cash out today, ohmygawd! Around 1pm+, drove to don'tknow where to pick blended up then drove to JurongWest to pick boyfriend up and send boyfriend to work @ Iluma. Headed back to NicoleDarling workplace , slack alittle while and waited for NicoleDarling to end work then send NicoleDarling back home to change and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our late lunch @ a mini cafe under NicoleDarling block. Jayden treat , (Y) After lunch, send blended to chruch @ don'tknow where ._. and then headed to serangoon cc to sing ktv. Met DarrenQuek @ cc for alittle while then went back to ktv to sing. Blended came to find us @ serangoon ktv after that. SingSingSing till 8pm+ , drove back to pasir ris area slack alittle while. Jayden &amp;amp; Blended went off first. Slack around with NicoleDarling &amp;amp; Diana Goh, Around 10pm, walk NicoleDarling to her friend house then hsh . &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Gona watch ' My ex ' dvd with siblings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honeymoon period is over, it's fading. I've tried my best and i'm really tired. I missed Eleventh's. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8110832902671690670?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8110832902671690670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/give-me-reason-to-forget-my-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8110832902671690670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8110832902671690670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/05/give-me-reason-to-forget-my-decision.html' title='Give me a reason to forget my decision.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te_qVx8yOvY/Tb2L6I5W6VI/AAAAAAAADBA/7ATBA2jSQ2c/s72-c/123.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4314620024036686408</id><published>2011-04-29T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:54:39.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idon'tknowwhattopost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xq-646fVm3M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xq-646fVm3M?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skipped 25th , 26th , 27th , 28th , 29th post. Lazylazylazy :(&lt;br /&gt;Rotting at home today, (Y) Blackshot. Ciaoszxc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4314620024036686408?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4314620024036686408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/idontknowwhattopost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4314620024036686408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4314620024036686408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/idontknowwhattopost.html' title='Idon&apos;tknowwhattopost.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5739336269632114234</id><published>2011-04-24T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T19:03:55.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta pretend that i don't give a dam.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers, i'm&lt;strong&gt; super sorry&lt;/strong&gt; for neglecting my blog since april 16th. I'm just too lazy to touch my computer, don't have any inspiration either. I'm sick and tired of my blogskin and is also a reason why i don't wana update my site. hehehe. Since i'm in school and i don't wana listern to what so I'll just post whatever thing i can remember the past few days eh ! Hopefully school internet connection don't go down out of the sudden. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th - 21th april is school days obviously. Had so much fun in school with my awesome entertaining classmates. Going home late almost everyday , Either class late or went to lepak with classmate. Hahaha, talk cock sing song and stuffs. 22th is good friday ! which mean i've extra day to go out ! ^^ On the 21th april, end school around 5pm+. Went to catch "Scream4" with sister at ehub, 7pm++ movie. Rate it 4/5! Walk home with sister after movie, play with lazer while walking home, disturbing random people. Fun max, met daryl and amos under blk. Talk cock for alittle while and hsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22th april , Sentosa with Zhilin, Michael &amp;amp; mika. Woke up around 9am +, get prepared and then went to bus/train to harbour front. On the way to meet them, recieved a text from luvs. I completely forgot about i've to meet him actually. So went to sentosa with zhilin,michael &amp;amp; mika for alittle while. Left them around 4pm, ohmygawd. I feel super bad about pangseh-ing them, Fml. :( Cab to meet luvs and then slackslack talkdeek and stuff. Riding at pasir ris park ^^. Hsh around 10pm+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23th april , woke up at 10am + went to get prepared and train over to boonlay to meet boyfriend. Boyfriend is still sleeping when i reached, so slack alittle while before going up to boyfriend house. Slept at boyfriend house , Woke up at about 4pm and went to gekpo awhile to walk around alone. Reallly have to think about alot of things :( Around 5pm+ , went back to boyfriend house to have dinner. After dinner, boyfriend friends came ~ Around 9pm+ , went to play lan ! :D Cab back home around 10.30+ , Hsh around 11pm+. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th april , Family day ! Woke up around 3pm+ , went to get prepared and left to queensway shopping centre to shopshop. Bought addias jacket, iphone cover , change screenprotector and a sanrio pouch ! ^^ After that , headed to parkway parade to collect brother's crocs shoes, then went to taiwan porridge to have dinner ! Hsh around 9pm+ ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again later when i'm back home ! (k) I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5739336269632114234?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5739336269632114234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/act-as-if-it-aint-killing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5739336269632114234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5739336269632114234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/act-as-if-it-aint-killing-me.html' title='Gotta pretend that i don&apos;t give a dam.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5919605672068023149</id><published>2011-04-16T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:17:03.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my crazy boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LhM56EjzFg/TanApOzRI0I/AAAAAAAADA4/J9ZB607nYqU/s1600/208289_10150161118595735_679860734_6850473_73372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yncIFGQudF8/TanAo13R48I/AAAAAAAADAw/CkHPAV5yIvE/s1600/208289_10150161118595735_679860734_6850473_73372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596215819870790594" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yncIFGQudF8/TanAo13R48I/AAAAAAAADAw/CkHPAV5yIvE/s400/208289_10150161118595735_679860734_6850473_73372_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello readers! I'm sorry for not updating my site for the past 3 days, too tired to touch my computer. Shall do a short and quick post for the past 3 days. School's boring but i'd so much fun with my classmate during break time and during lesson. My classmate made the whole lesson interesting instead of the teacher. HAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fridayfridayfriday!!(15/04) , End class at 10.30am. Bb came to pick up from school ! (Y) Slack with zhilin, daniel, victoria and shanice outside school with bb. Slackslack , and then headed back to pasir ris with bb. Slack2 with romi then train to dhoby ghaut to meet bb's friend , Hexuan and mingbing. Went to cathay and catch "limitless" , bb and hexuan is watching the second time ! H3h3h3. Rate it 4/5 ! And oh my fucking god, is the first time i'm watching movie with bb ! ^^ After movie , headed to have our dinner at a chicken rice shop. Then walk around bugis then hsh around 11pm. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today(16/04) , Woke up at 9.30am went to prepare and then train to bb house. Waited outside bb house doing nothing till 1pm+ when the rain has stop then went in to bb house. Don't wana disturb bb's handsome sleep ^^ I'm so awesome, ikr! (LOL). Rot at bb house then mingbing came over to bb house, bb and mingbing keep psp-ing ! :@ So i'm like so bored, and fall asleep beside bb ! Hehehehe, woke up at 6.30pm+. they still psp-ing !!!!!!!! K, so rot rot rot ~ Around 9pm+, bb friendSSSSS came. Went downstair blk with bb with my first monthsary cake for bb, ate that cake with bb. Hehehe, bb finish the entire cake omfg. (Y) Then hsh around 11. K bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is things getting better, or am i still forcing myself to think positive and not care about whats going on already. @11.50pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5919605672068023149?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5919605672068023149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-my-crazy-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5919605672068023149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5919605672068023149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-my-crazy-boyfriend.html' title='I love my crazy boyfriend.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yncIFGQudF8/TanAo13R48I/AAAAAAAADAw/CkHPAV5yIvE/s72-c/208289_10150161118595735_679860734_6850473_73372_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3000434990025177898</id><published>2011-04-12T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T07:07:10.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She gets more attention from you than i do.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Didn't manage to update my site yesterday(11/04), due to my first day of school and i'm feeling super tired and sleepy ! Hehehehe, Wanted to stay awake till 12am and wish bb a firstmonthsary text but end up fall asleeping and waking up again at 1am+ :( Sighs! First day of school is so boring, felt so lost don't know where the fuck am i suppose to go to. Realise that one of my friend,kenny are studying at the same campus as me, hurried text him and ask him to guide me along. Hehehehe. Kenny helped me find my class and stuffs. Met my new classmates and my teacher, classmate are like so anti-social and unfriendly kind of looking, k im actually one too. HAHA LOL! Listern to Rules rules and rules :( So bored, hahahaha. After my lunch break, went to assemble and then one of my classamate came and say hi to me. Omfg, so shy ! ^^ Hehehe. Her name is Zhilin and she's my first new friend in ite ^^ Muhahaha. Ended first school at 3pm + , Train back home ~ Reached home, didn't bath and immediately toh on my sofa. Hehehe, im just too tired, can't help it ! :$ Woke up again at 8pm+ then went to bath and then text with bb. Text and fall asleep. So yeah, &lt;strong&gt;Happy first monthsary baby, I really hope to continue counting days,months,years with you. I wana walk this road with you as far as possible, thanks for giving in to me, thanks for tolerating, thanks for understanding and thanks for the chance. Sorry for whatever things that upset you :( I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;/strong&gt; Today(12/04), Woke up at around 8am+, went to prepared and then went to bedok hq to report then went to had breakfast, Daddy send me to school. Hehehehe, hear teacher talk cock sing song as usual. Went to lepak with zhilin after that during our lunch break, then met another new friend, daniel ! But his kinda anti-social, so didn't spoke much after that. LOL. After lunch break, hear talks again :@ hehehe. around 2pm went to tamp ite, walk around with zhilin and friends. Around 4pm, ended school being relieve from school at tamp. Cab to meet romi , carl &amp;amp; co. Slack alittle while, hsh ! Dinner, tv then went to loyang point prints picture :D:D idk what to say already, k bye. I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend. (K) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK THE BLOGGER SPACING :@ CB. WHATEVER LAH. &lt;/span&gt;@11.03pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3000434990025177898?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3000434990025177898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/she-gets-more-attention-from-you-than-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3000434990025177898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3000434990025177898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/she-gets-more-attention-from-you-than-i.html' title='She gets more attention from you than i do.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1089275892480949198</id><published>2011-04-10T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T06:45:53.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a doctor to cure my heartache.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZFxmYhv4hs/TaG0E0NBzdI/AAAAAAAADAo/4-JH8yLJArY/s1600/imagesCAEZN54Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593950206996630994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZFxmYhv4hs/TaG0E0NBzdI/AAAAAAAADAo/4-JH8yLJArY/s400/imagesCAEZN54Q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, Today post will abit cockup cause i'm feeling super confused and lost right now. I think i'll be typing nonsense and no link stuffs and don't even know it. Hahahahaha ! K whatever. Tomorrow is my first day of school and also me and bb's one monthsary. I'm not excited about school at all, time passes so dam fast. So much things happened in this few days and school is starting, what the fuck. I haven't do finish what i wana do yet.. Actually i don't even know what is the thing i have not done. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skip yesterday post cause i'm too tired and too upset to do anything. So i shall update now, Before sleeping, had alot heart to heart chat with bb. Woke up at 8am+ , prepared and headed to malaysia. Went to window shopping with family and parents friend, then went to sing kbox. Wow, malaysia kbox is epic nice lah ! (Y)(Y) Drank alittle bit, sang alot of song like really sing my heart out that kind. Hahaha, imm missing bb so much. heheh. Reach sg around 8pm+, Fall asleep at dad's car. Reached home, too lazy to go bath so went to lie on sofa texting with bb. Then went to bath then nua at bed. Had heart to heart talk with bb again, and he nearly give up. Fuck, i don't wana talk about it already. Slept around 4am+. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, ask mummy to wake me up @ 9.30am but she didn't. Was super pissed off lah, then hurry went to prepared and then write a two full page fullscape for bb. :) Ask sister to accompany me to tamp to do diy cake for bb. :) After that, went to roft top slack, heart to heart talk with sister. Then went to accompany sister to lunch, didn't eat anything the whole day but i don't feel hungry at all. Went to find Koi bubbletea shop around tamp, found and bought what bb mentioned to me once that he wanted to drink that. Haha. Bb was suppose to meet me at tamp today , but in the end bb says his friends would be coming and ask to meet up at bugis. Threw away the bubble tea and After that, sister went home and then train over to iluma wait for bb at around 4pm+? Waited for quite sometime at iluma for bb, then bb came around 5pm+ :). Hardly talk , because i scare i might say something wrong. Hahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch bb and his friend play jubeat, then around 7.15pm bb and his friend went to watch movie and made my way back home, took a longer time to reach home because i wana be alone, hehehe. Hsh,bathe&amp;amp; now using computer. nothing much to say already :) Hehehehe. Shall sleep after 12 eh, so i can wish bb happy firstmonthsary on the dot ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something are better to be left unsaid ! Sometime being alone isn't really a bad thing uhs :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@10.40pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1089275892480949198?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1089275892480949198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-doctor-to-cure-my-heartache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1089275892480949198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1089275892480949198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-doctor-to-cure-my-heartache.html' title='I need a doctor to cure my heartache.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZFxmYhv4hs/TaG0E0NBzdI/AAAAAAAADAo/4-JH8yLJArY/s72-c/imagesCAEZN54Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6582520941803719315</id><published>2011-04-08T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:39:44.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me time, and i promise i'll make it right again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sorry for everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I brought it upon myself, im to blame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, today was a &lt;strong&gt;super &lt;/strong&gt;terrible day but afterall, bb still made it better at the end of the day. Today post will be kind of dramatic but to me , it's a lesson learnt. I kept crying ever since i met bb. Bb didn't said anything neither did he even show me alittle bit of that corcern. So my tears just couldn't stop flowing down because i can sense it's gona be the end of everything. I shall start posting about it from the start of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today midnight, the feeling was already there but both of us choose to keep quiet about it and hoping things would get better after that. Slept for only 4hours and woke up at 8am+, train to boonlay to meet bb. On the train, carrying a smile hoping everything would be alright later on and bb will be able to help me get rid of those feelings i'm having. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593248245471370658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLUCNGFtxCM/TZ81pRvl3aI/AAAAAAAADAI/yPUw7mplUWM/s400/3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met bb and we hardly talk, all i was doing is crying beside bb. Hoping bb would show me alittle bit of that corcern, but never did i expect. All he do was sleep , and completely ignore me. Was feeling so sour, and i really want to cry out at that point of time. So while crying silently, Reyne brother called me telling me about his problem and i couldn't help it and i started crying non-stop and tell him i'm feeling the same way as what he is feeling. Had a short talk , and i decided to hang the phone and be alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593248507984410546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WS0c1rg76Gc/TZ814jrk97I/AAAAAAAADAQ/opIaE51mrvA/s400/2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to talk to bb about what's going on between us. He claim that it was me who is thinking too much, maybe i really did. Stop chatting for alittle while, continue crying. I can't really remember what happen in between after that. Skipskip, somwhow, bb finally told me what is he thinking , and he told me his feeling faded and is indirectly asking me a breakup because he thinks that it's unfair for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593248830954862386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2rt2Apyeco/TZ82LW1u9zI/AAAAAAAADAY/mxK2Cks2wqc/s400/1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left bb for alittle while, hoping bb would come and look for me.&lt;strong&gt; Expectation leads to disappointment&lt;/strong&gt;. Bb didn't came to look for me afterall, was alone crying like a idiot at the void deck. I really wanted to leave, but i'm afraid i'll regret. So called bb up and talk to him again about what's going on and what should we do about it. All he said was "i don't know" . Junlong called me, rant everything to him and really cried non-stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, headed back to bb's home and talk to bb about it again, we had countless talk and at the end of it. Bb told me he wants a breakup , at the point of time i really went crazy and don't know what to do to salvage this relationship because bb gave me that kind of feeling that he don't love me anymore and nothing gona change the awful fact anymore. I really did thought of letting go and giving up. But thinking back about the awesome time we had together really gives me a very bad heartache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593249139431739170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkM3CyX85fY/TZ82dUAWjyI/AAAAAAAADAg/E-3TF6P4uwA/s400/5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, manage to get bb out and had a talk again with bb. Hoping bb would give me a chance to mend everything that i've done wrong. Intend to have a time out after that, but somehow we manage to patch things back but it's going to be in a slow and steady way and it's gona be really difficult to get back the same old feeling. Things get slightly better while chatting with bb and i'd a super bad gastric pain because i didn't ate anything at all. Bb mum made me hot milo and it feel so much better. Chitchat with bb and bb's friend, everything seems to be back to what it is but is that the case ? I really don't know. I don't wana think about it also, just gona let things be what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i know now is i've learnt my lesson and i finally know what bb is feeling all the long. I should have trusted bb and stop thinking negatively, but i believe all this im feeling because i really am afraid to lose bb without knowing what's going on. So yesh, now all i've to do is get back bb's feeling . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck lah, i don't know what the fuck i'm talking about anymore. I've lost track about what i wana say. I've finally realise how important bb is to me right now, but it's too late now. Really regretted not treasuring bb from the start. I'm just too afraid to get hurt again most probably thats why i tend not to get too devoted in this relationship. I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really trying my best not to think the negative way and closing one eye about the way bb is treating me now. All i can hope is, things would get better each day, our one monthsary is coming in 2more days. :) Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593246982528939778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrwfIZSQwt4/TZ80fw6ptwI/AAAAAAAAC_w/Do87yVEjWAI/s400/6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wil be going to malaysia for a one day trip with family tomorrow. Guess i'm just gona take this time and think about what i should do and maybe also a time for us to really think about what we should really do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let my boyfriend see the weakest part of me today. Perhaps , i can't give him the future, but i hope i can give him a awesome memories in the future. :) I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; you bb, i'm sorry and thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ 11.50pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6582520941803719315?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6582520941803719315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/give-me-time-and-i-promise-ill-make-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6582520941803719315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6582520941803719315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/give-me-time-and-i-promise-ill-make-it.html' title='Give me time, and i promise i&apos;ll make it right again..'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLUCNGFtxCM/TZ81pRvl3aI/AAAAAAAADAI/yPUw7mplUWM/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8601969522263542011</id><published>2011-04-07T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T08:06:46.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You attracts me in everythings you do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx6f2iI4SdY/TZ3S5y2-vTI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Rwoi2WD-EuA/s1600/couple%252Clove%252Cman%252Cwoman%252Cphotography-19096ab6507512791e0d0b68b21da60b_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592858202610777394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx6f2iI4SdY/TZ3S5y2-vTI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Rwoi2WD-EuA/s400/couple%252Clove%252Cman%252Cwoman%252Cphotography-19096ab6507512791e0d0b68b21da60b_h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, Skip yesterday post because i'm just to &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt; to touch my computer. Wednesday(06/04), which is yesterday. Woke up at 7am, and accompany my parents to clean grandma's grave, went to have breakfast then headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auditionsea alittle while, (k) then went to bath and get prepared. Train over to city hall to meet bb. I think i made bb waited for half an hour+ ? K, i'm so sorry ! :( Train over to boonkeng then bus over to sky lan to meet nicole darling. Talk deek, chitchat and stuff. Met yuki, Baichi , hahahaha. Was shocked to hear from nicole darling that yuki is working at there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So disturb him because he got no idea who am i actually. Hehehehehe. After that, darling ended work, accompany darling and bb to have their lunch. Then darling help yuki to buy his lunch , scare him with my fake cockroaches! (y) Hehehe. Rot at that till 8pm, some cockup incident happen really piss me off. I'm so out of control :@ K, so went to walk around with darling and bb. Went to buy my stuffs then cab back to my house area with bb, slack and talk deek. Then bb send home at 10.20pm+. Intend to wait for bb to reach home then sleep, end up fall asleep while watching television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today(07/04), woke up twice because of nightmares, terrible nightmares i swear. First nightmare wake me up at 12pm, first nightmare was about bb betraying me. What the fuck, i've been having this kind of nightmare ever since i'm with bb. :@ This is making me so worried. So fall back to sleep and had my second nightmare! Second nightmare wake me up @ 3pm+, it was about my irrating cute brother getting wack by people , and it's by my friend ! Fuck right ? I don't know what weird dream is this, but it made me really super scare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told my brother about my this nightmare, and he immediately says " what the fuck!? " hahaha, yah super what the fuck. K , went to washup and have my lunch while texting with bb. Bb is going to find a job with his friends and his running all over singapore, going from places to places ! ._. I'm so bored that i've to entertain myself with a game called ' The Sim 3 ' HAHAHA. (k) Played until i forget to see the time ~ It's already 8pm+ , went to watch tv with sister. Cannot wait to meet bb tomorrow ! I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you , dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm used to it, I'm used to waiting, I'm used to lonely nights ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.07pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8601969522263542011?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8601969522263542011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-attracts-me-in-everythings-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8601969522263542011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8601969522263542011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-attracts-me-in-everythings-you-do.html' title='You attracts me in everythings you do.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx6f2iI4SdY/TZ3S5y2-vTI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Rwoi2WD-EuA/s72-c/couple%252Clove%252Cman%252Cwoman%252Cphotography-19096ab6507512791e0d0b68b21da60b_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3434032107584384659</id><published>2011-04-05T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T03:39:58.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't explain my love for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hd8sFDRdHFs/TZrxGFoMQzI/AAAAAAAAC_g/SRlqqbela7U/s1600/71948bcc819dc056_tumblr_l8drxpetP51qdbbywo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592046974226154290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hd8sFDRdHFs/TZrxGFoMQzI/AAAAAAAAC_g/SRlqqbela7U/s400/71948bcc819dc056_tumblr_l8drxpetP51qdbbywo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, omfg school is starting like real &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;! Excited max i swear, i'd 7months of holiday already and life is getting so boring each day. Always stressing about where to go and what to do. hehehe. I feel so happy for myself, rofl ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want rant about how long i waited to report to bedok hq today. Reporting 2nd shift is 2.30pm- 4.15pm , so i went for the 2nd shift one. Reached there 2.30pm sharp, met shaun at cnb's door step. We waited for about 45mins then the officers willing to open the dam door, wtf right !!! And he still scolded us for nothing, I'm so &lt;strong&gt;fucking pissed off&lt;/strong&gt;. :@ Dad have to rush to somewhere else, so i've to go home by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... Shaun dad drove me home, hehehe. Awesome ah ! ^^ And shaun is a deek :@ LOL. Reached home about 4pm . Used computer all the way, editing skins. Useless blog actually, doing it for the sake of fun. ^^ Doing half way, bb finally willing to wake up ._. , text text with bb. hehehehe, nothing much to post already ~ Meeting kiyumi darling and bb tomorrow. (k) I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;you , dearest boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;gt; To who it might corcern, i don't live to tolerate your sickening attitude. Fuckyou.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@6.38pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3434032107584384659?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3434032107584384659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-explain-my-love-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3434032107584384659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3434032107584384659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-explain-my-love-for-you.html' title='I can&apos;t explain my love for you.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hd8sFDRdHFs/TZrxGFoMQzI/AAAAAAAAC_g/SRlqqbela7U/s72-c/71948bcc819dc056_tumblr_l8drxpetP51qdbbywo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-813617734962442386</id><published>2011-04-04T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:26:20.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought that i would love you so much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbfLfNgrrZI/TZngPtuGvuI/AAAAAAAAC-M/AteXGFBCeUE/s1600/ad_eng02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591746972932816610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbfLfNgrrZI/TZngPtuGvuI/AAAAAAAAC-M/AteXGFBCeUE/s400/ad_eng02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, I got a &lt;strong&gt;fuckup&lt;/strong&gt; boyfriend. You know why? Because his being such a deek, asking me to rest early because he thinks i don't get enough sleep and i look super old. What the fuck right ?!?! His complaining that i look old now! Argh x10. So... actually the actual reason why he is asking me to sleep early is because he wants to sleep, sleep sleep sleep always sleeping one. Angry max la. :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, i spend my day as per normal but alittle bit of awesome-ness because bb is with me. Woke up at 11am+, to wake bb up so he can get prepared and come over and meet me. He took his god dam sweet time to prepared, and he reached around 2pm+ under my blk. Went down to meet bb then headed to mini-mart slack alittle while then cab over to luvs house slackslack with luvs and bb. Luvs went out to do his stuff, around 5pm+, luvs came back. Slack talk deek and etc, standard one lah actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 9pm+, luvs went to buy birthday cake to celebrate his uncle's birthday. Then cab over to my house area with bb, slack and talk deek. Bb send me home. (k) I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; you, uncle boon. Bet bb hates coming out with me already, because i kept going to the same old place doing the same old thing. hehehehe. But his sucha awesome boyfriend and he didn't rant anything about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omfg, i can't believe i &lt;strong&gt;said something that i thought i wouldn't say forever&lt;/strong&gt; to bb. Thanks bb for understanding and being there for me but not leaving me alone to face it. Hoping to see you soon again bb. And omfg, awesome me help bb and kiyumi darling to edit their blogskin. hehehehehehe. Not logging into formspring for two days and i have 140 questions to answer la! But i'm just too lazy to, so i'm just gona answer all those question as and when i'm free. Ya, i'm trying to show off now. Rofl !!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our one monthsary is coming like real sooooooon la !! My school is starting soon also, and sadly our one monthsary falls on my first day of school, Sad max. Hehehehe, i realise i haven't been bloghoping friends blog recently but always bloghop to bb's blog(lol) , cause i love his blog hehehe. K byeeeeee, shall log in to auditionsea asap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.15pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-813617734962442386?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/813617734962442386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-never-thought-that-i-would-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/813617734962442386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/813617734962442386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-never-thought-that-i-would-love-you.html' title='I never thought that i would love you so much.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbfLfNgrrZI/TZngPtuGvuI/AAAAAAAAC-M/AteXGFBCeUE/s72-c/ad_eng02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8762150869415339224</id><published>2011-04-03T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:03:00.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime i whisper your name, Your smile and your images would appears on my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmyE21htedM/TZiOK4TTztI/AAAAAAAAC90/wmVPHBIlJbM/s1600/tyg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591375254943682258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmyE21htedM/TZiOK4TTztI/AAAAAAAAC90/wmVPHBIlJbM/s400/tyg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, today is a super &lt;strong&gt;boring &lt;/strong&gt;day. Wait for bb to wake up at 5.15am then went to sleep , woke up at 3pm+. Went to get prepared and stuff and headed to hospital to visit grandfather with family. Around 6.20pm, went to ecp to have dinner, meet tammychloe at ecp mac and then went to have our dinner at TungLok restraunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our dinner, send tammychloe back home then hsh. My piggy bb is still asleep and i didn't wana wake him up from his stupid sleep. :@ Edit blogskin for the sake of killing time while waiting for bb's text. bb woke up @ 9m+, text with bb and etc. Aiyaaaaaa, it's a boring day with a boring post. (Y). I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my boyfriend. Meeting bb tomorrow ^^ excited max. Hopefully, we'll be watching movie lah, everytime say want to watch. End up to lazy to watch and don't know what to watch. Hahahaha. K bye, Imm gona go blackshot and pwns that jayden doggie :@ Loser is tortise ! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.11pm - I want everything to be perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8762150869415339224?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8762150869415339224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-little-things-when-it-comes-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8762150869415339224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8762150869415339224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-little-things-when-it-comes-to-me.html' title='Everytime i whisper your name, Your smile and your images would appears on my mind.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmyE21htedM/TZiOK4TTztI/AAAAAAAAC90/wmVPHBIlJbM/s72-c/tyg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3291286117830071650</id><published>2011-04-02T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T06:19:05.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live for the journey, not the destination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFOUr4YwzW8/TZgxXIXKbhI/AAAAAAAAC9c/rRnVjO2xNmk/s1600/tumblr_l0fd02QaVh1qzezcqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591273210831859218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFOUr4YwzW8/TZgxXIXKbhI/AAAAAAAAC9c/rRnVjO2xNmk/s400/tumblr_l0fd02QaVh1qzezcqo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I just love the way you hug me from the back. ) &lt;/div&gt;Hello, i hate myself when i keep thinking of negative stuff and it made me really lost all my confidence. My tears flow down whenever i think about it, because bb is acting as if he doesn't bother about any things. Another thing is, i'd a nightmare about bb doesn't love me anymore. Woke up at 12pm+ , texted luvs then went to prepare and cab to luvs hse at 1pm+. Bb is still sleeping like standard only. So i keep thinking he doesn't want to meet me because he doesn't love me anymore. (Ikr, fuck myself.) K, bb woke up and went to get prepared and cab over to luvs house, :( . And the cab fare is really..epic. $30+. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Cried infront of bb while hearing to song's. Didn't talk to bb at all at the starting, only after when im feeling much better so i spoke to bb. His a sweet talk mother fucker, he made me forget about all the negative thooughts im having. Luvs ride me and bb go rounding , slackslack at prp. Chitchat talk deek. Had a fun time with bb, i like it when bb hug me from the back. (Y) Hahahahahaha! K, so luvs drop us at white sand and then he went home, walk over to downtown east with bb. Went to buy drinks and cotton candy ^^, went to a random blk slack alittle while then walk home with bb. ^^ Reached home around 10pm+, text text with baby like non-stop. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; Dota because Dota snatch my boyfriend away from me :@ hehehe. Bb couldn't stop spamming 'i love you' to me , i bet his running out of topic to talk to me thats why. HAHAHA. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Sweet talk mother fucker, i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you. I love you for who you're. I love you because you kept me entertained. I love you because you never failed to make me feel loved by you. I love you because you love me for who i am. I love you for every single things you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3291286117830071650?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3291286117830071650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/live-for-journey-not-destination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3291286117830071650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3291286117830071650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/live-for-journey-not-destination.html' title='Live for the journey, not the destination.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFOUr4YwzW8/TZgxXIXKbhI/AAAAAAAAC9c/rRnVjO2xNmk/s72-c/tumblr_l0fd02QaVh1qzezcqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6979157320700714369</id><published>2011-04-01T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:51:17.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我要道歉的是我卻必須說再見.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qu1mgG1qFD8/TZYrXkcHvwI/AAAAAAAAC9U/eOWaURz8CxQ/s1600/tumblr_lbz1otefE41qaobbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590703671345659650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qu1mgG1qFD8/TZYrXkcHvwI/AAAAAAAAC9U/eOWaURz8CxQ/s400/tumblr_lbz1otefE41qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! You know what, i srsly hate what imm always feeling which is currently what im feeling lah. Im feeling super lost and i srsly dk what to do about it. I really don't wana think about it. Im feeling so uncomfortable now, i don't know who to talk to because i don't know where to start and how to start. (Don't ask me what it is, cause i'll not say) There's so many things going thru my brain right now. I want it to be the best solution but i don't know which is the best. Fuck, i don't know what i'm talking about already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few days back, was either home or luvs house. Today, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL! &lt;/strong&gt;Slept like 5am+ and woke up at 9am, went to prepare and stuff. Talk cock with mum then headed to take a 58min train ride to meet bb. Was intending to reach bb's house at 11 sharp but end up i reach bb house around 12. :@ K, so slack at bb's house, talk deek singsong. bb and his mum quarrel like epic only. Hahahaha, my bb is so rude lah. Around 5pm, went to take away dinner with bb for bb's family. Hsh around 10pm+. I had a awesome day with bb today, actually is whenever im able to meet bb i enjoy myself ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i were to leave one day, is not because i don't luv you anymore. It's because i let you down. &lt;/div&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/8875514479976660963-6979157320700714369?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6979157320700714369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6979157320700714369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6979157320700714369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='我要道歉的是我卻必須說再見.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qu1mgG1qFD8/TZYrXkcHvwI/AAAAAAAAC9U/eOWaURz8CxQ/s72-c/tumblr_lbz1otefE41qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6530078304602320477</id><published>2011-03-29T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T04:51:53.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>愛你太多.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VFmvEYppWPc/TZGpR_XdezI/AAAAAAAAC8k/0H5LuDd0kpo/s1600/17-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589434739076201266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VFmvEYppWPc/TZGpR_XdezI/AAAAAAAAC8k/0H5LuDd0kpo/s400/17-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They are the only thing that remains the same, even when feelings fade, places change and everyone walks away.&lt;/div&gt;Hello! I'm going to spend my day at home today again, i'm just too sick to go anywhere. Fall asleep last night while texting with bb, and my sweet bb thought i wasn't asleep but busy with other stuff. So he stayed awake till i reply his text. h3h3h3. His really my sweet silly boyf! Woke up at 8am+ and saw bb's text. replied him one text or two then fall back to sleep lol ~ Woke up at 12pm again, computer and stuff then get prepared to go to bedok hq for reporting. Reached home around 3pm+. Bb is still sleeping :( Im missing him so much uh. Shall go auditionsea to ston asap (k) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi babyboon (k) , I love you. It's been 28days since we've got together already! Thanks for giving in to me most of the time and tolerating my bullshits. hehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@5.42pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6530078304602320477?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6530078304602320477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6530078304602320477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6530078304602320477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_29.html' title='愛你太多.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VFmvEYppWPc/TZGpR_XdezI/AAAAAAAAC8k/0H5LuDd0kpo/s72-c/17-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4131596028905944292</id><published>2011-03-28T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:38:04.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You gave me an answer to all my questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xXqewq2pg4/TZC3hCtcHXI/AAAAAAAAC8M/ES1qTIS1Ntw/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589168915857808754" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xXqewq2pg4/TZC3hCtcHXI/AAAAAAAAC8M/ES1qTIS1Ntw/s400/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zrj_rVHsHg8/TZC3hMlaWpI/AAAAAAAAC8E/MPQal77T-o8/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589168918508493458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zrj_rVHsHg8/TZC3hMlaWpI/AAAAAAAAC8E/MPQal77T-o8/s400/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now i'm afraid to lost you, I need you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello readers! I love spending my time with my sweet bb. Slept late last night, woke up at around 3pm+ and bb is still sleeping so didn't wanted to wake him up from his handsome dream(lol). Waited for him till 6pm+ and he still don't wana wake up :@ so wake bb up. ^^ Then computer with bb, Second Love party ! (k) Rot at audition till 3-4pm, then went to rest. Woke up at 12pm, to wake bb up ! Use computer all the way while waiting for bb to come over under my blk. My dad made my day with his stupid joke. hahahaha! Around 2pm+ , bb reach under my blk , went down to find bb and bb scare me from the back :@ Went over to minimart buy stuff and then it suddenly rain ._. , walk under the rain with bb then went to central buy stuff then cab over to luvs house. Rot at luvs house the entire day. Went down to luvs hse downstair slack with bb at around 9pm. Cab home then slack alittle while with bb under blk then hsh ! Omfg, i just love disturbing bb. His such a cute little faggot. Hehehehehe. Imm so bored while texting with bb, edit some picture. K my editing skill suck :( I got 65 questions to answer @ formspring ! (Y) Im not bullshitting i swear :@ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EViBTqnSHe8/TZC5WPxO9zI/AAAAAAAAC8U/FWIg5Piohtg/s1600/asdgev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589170929408079666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EViBTqnSHe8/TZC5WPxO9zI/AAAAAAAAC8U/FWIg5Piohtg/s400/asdgev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ogmxs-kb92k/TZC3MJauU9I/AAAAAAAAC70/dt2ZcSVRXuo/s1600/df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589168556881105874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ogmxs-kb92k/TZC3MJauU9I/AAAAAAAAC70/dt2ZcSVRXuo/s400/df.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Click to enlarge) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@11.51pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4131596028905944292?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4131596028905944292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-gave-me-answer-to-all-my-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4131596028905944292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4131596028905944292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-gave-me-answer-to-all-my-questions.html' title='You gave me an answer to all my questions.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xXqewq2pg4/TZC3hCtcHXI/AAAAAAAAC8M/ES1qTIS1Ntw/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3994907920754958568</id><published>2011-03-26T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:44:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real love stories never have endings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KlMBHOi-TFQ/TY4WwU5CR5I/AAAAAAAAC68/jjEb6P662hQ/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588429207110829970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KlMBHOi-TFQ/TY4WwU5CR5I/AAAAAAAAC68/jjEb6P662hQ/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello readers! Broke up with boyf 3days ago due to some misunderstanding, but we still got back tgt like in few hours time ? ^^ k, i love my boyf, his such a sweet ass (k). &lt;strong&gt;Friday(25/03)&lt;/strong&gt;, went downstair blk to meet bb. Went to minimart buy some stuff then headed to blk 247 meetup with liling, reuben &amp;amp; reuben's sister. Slack , joke around like usual. Liling &amp;amp; reuben went to lp to dk do what stuff. Slack with bb alone ^^ Around 5pm+ , went to central get some stuff then cab over to lp to pick liling up and then went to luv house to slack2. Gave bb a lovebite(hehehe). Slack till 9.30pm, cab over to my house area 7-11. Bought stuffs and super funny incident happen when i'm paying for my stuff. I'd a fake cockcroach inside my wallet (used to disturb people) , so went i wana take out coins from my wallet, i accidentally took that cockcroach out and that cashier lady was like shock, wtf. Her face emotion srsly epic lah ! Can't stop laughing. Slack alittle while, bb send both me and liling home. Slept early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday(26/03),&lt;/strong&gt; Woke up at 12pm+ , wait for liling to get prepare really super long. Around 2pm left home and headed to 230 meet jeajiunn for alittle while then bus over to whitesand, exchange some malaysia note to singapore note $.$. 58min train ride to boonlay, epic long lah :@ My sweet bb wana come over to pasir ris to fetch me then train back to boonlay, how silly uh ! But his awesome sweet (k). And a guy with his yaya papaya face flash his armpit hair infront of me and liling, and the smell really power to the mao one lah i tell you. HAHA. Reached boonlay mrt station then cab over to bb's house. Went to gekpoh shopping centre to take away macdonald to bb's blk downstair eat and slack2. Around 5pm went up to bb house, watch tv talk etc ! ^^ Went to hire cab @ 10pm+. hsh ~ Imm missing my bb so much now! His such a shy dog. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.57pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3994907920754958568?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3994907920754958568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-love-stories-never-have-endings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3994907920754958568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3994907920754958568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-love-stories-never-have-endings.html' title='Real love stories never have endings.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KlMBHOi-TFQ/TY4WwU5CR5I/AAAAAAAAC68/jjEb6P662hQ/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-724603190423997007</id><published>2011-03-24T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T01:18:18.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing things i don't wana know but i have to know.</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's really amazing about how much things you're hiding from me and i don't even know how should i react to all this shits now. So all the long, you were acting. You're the actor and i ain't the real actress, because i tend to expose it out in any ways. But not you, you made me think that nothing went wrong and everything is exactly what you told me. So im just naive to believe every words you say uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K whatever it is, It's too late to do anything already. Imm so late, i didn't even have the chance to tell you or show you how much i love you and it's gone like this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-724603190423997007?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/724603190423997007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/knowing-things-i-dont-wana-know-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/724603190423997007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/724603190423997007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/knowing-things-i-dont-wana-know-but-i.html' title='Knowing things i don&apos;t wana know but i have to know.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-514597839468559168</id><published>2011-03-23T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:36:44.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't bear to but have to.</title><content type='html'>I wana be happy too, i really wana smile again, i really wana feel your luv again. But how can i ever feel happy, how can i ever smile with you gona disappear from my life for good. I really dk if i can still feel your luv.. i really dk. Imm really very upset right now. I thought i can walk thru a longer period with you because i know nothing last. But sadly, it just not yet a month &amp;amp; we gotta end everything. I luv you, i really do. I wana to continue but can i ? I really can't bring myself to face you because of those words you said. I really really don't wana this to end, but i really have to bring myself to do it. Because.. i know you deserve much better. You're just too awesome and great for me. I just don't suit you. From the starting i already felt this way. Why didn't i just let it go eariler. Now it's too late really... Im hurt. Hurt so badly. Maybe when you're reading this, you've already decided to let go and never returned, but i just wana let you know. I really luv you even i know you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the best for you. Goodbye 11th. Remember, i loved you. (k) Thanks for making me feel so loved this few days. I apperciate it alotalot really. Thanks love. You're great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-514597839468559168?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/514597839468559168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/cant-bear-to-but-have-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/514597839468559168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/514597839468559168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/cant-bear-to-but-have-to.html' title='Can&apos;t bear to but have to.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4393963111679223358</id><published>2011-03-23T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T09:54:31.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe, im just used to you around me.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I luv my dog, boon. (k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587318531761469954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWxpn_ZGeys/TYokmgyZegI/AAAAAAAAC60/uPwHla8oDWg/s400/199897_1683729180692_1461483696_31608834_3493688_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(taken at uss) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im srlsy super lazy to update my site like everyday ._. so im just gona update whenever i feel like. k whatever. Slept like around 5am+, woke up @ 1pm. Went to prepared, comp alittle while &amp;amp; then train to macperson meet boyf. Walk like super long, finding our way to nicole darling's house. Slack2 walkwalk. Went to accompany boyf &amp;amp; darling to have their late lunch then headed to darling's hse watch horror movie. Hahahaha !(y) Went to mrt station to meet blended then headed to serangoon cc to sing k. Like super cheap compare to kbox. Hahaha ! Around 9pm+, went to random blk and slack. Boyf insist of sending me back to pasir ris then he train back to his hse, like sweet only. (k) Hsh around 10.35pm. :)  Had so much fun la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate coming home sometimes. Getting scolded for nothing when it isn't my fucking problem. Parent's showing me attitude out of the blue with no fuck reason. :@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.54pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4393963111679223358?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4393963111679223358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/maybe-im-just-used-to-you-around-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4393963111679223358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4393963111679223358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/maybe-im-just-used-to-you-around-me.html' title='Maybe, im just used to you around me.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWxpn_ZGeys/TYokmgyZegI/AAAAAAAAC60/uPwHla8oDWg/s72-c/199897_1683729180692_1461483696_31608834_3493688_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-996163854784386120</id><published>2011-03-19T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:25:52.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of sleep. Dark eyerings.</title><content type='html'>Hello reader ! (k) Im sleeping for only 2hours recently :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18March : Slept like 7am and gotta wake up @ 9am. Tammy came over to our house, waited for me and my siblings to get prepared. Left home @ 10am. Dad send us to vivocity area to have our breakfast first before heading into USS. Went to collect our tickets and then headed to have our first ride, Cylone. Took only four rides in USS, cause we can't stop taking Cylone,Mummy and Human rides. Epic fun. We waited for 1hour30min for water ride(idk what is it call), wtf. In the end, didn't get wet but instead only my sister get wets. Rofl. Had alot fun, left USS at 7pm+ and walk to take tram back to vivocity. Walk around vivocity, Saw a hellokitty speaker for $198 and i wana get a Ladygaga earpiece for $300+, Im still considering if i should get this two :$ Hehehehe ! Went to have subway for dinner, after dinner window shop awhile and then called dad to come and pick us up. Dad came and send tammy home then hsh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19March : Slept like 7am + i think ? I fall asleep without knowing what time isit. Was conferencing with idiot(s) LOL. When i woke up @ 3pm +, guess what i know ? They told me i snore and they even record it. Cb's. :@ Went to get prepared and then cab over to serangoon road to meet nicole darling, she's working over at sky lan. Met up with darling, talk cock sing song. Waiting for Bapok to come over ~ Hehehehe. Not long, bapok came. Silence , was siting beside each other but we're texting. Like a fool. hehe, so after that started talking and etcetc ^^ Around 9pm+ cab back to my house area, slack alittle while then bapok send me home (k). Hsh. Bapok is sleep like a pig now comfirm ! :@ Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.23pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-996163854784386120?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/996163854784386120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/996163854784386120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/996163854784386120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_19.html' title='Lack of sleep. Dark eyerings.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7836338481768104377</id><published>2011-03-16T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:27:13.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Imm so lazy to update my site. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luvs hse, out with family or home. That's what i've been doing the past few days ! Gona do a proper post tmr. Imm so sick now ! K bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I got a dog, Boon ! (k) &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/8875514479976660963-7836338481768104377?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7836338481768104377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7836338481768104377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7836338481768104377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/fever.html' title='Fever.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-72940085081021908</id><published>2011-03-13T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T05:19:45.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry for not being able to be the perfect one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-dx7bg9htw/TXy2O-OQU1I/AAAAAAAAC6k/pcgOLuBtWWc/s1600/tumblr_l4s7d2ebPW1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583538006369784658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-dx7bg9htw/TXy2O-OQU1I/AAAAAAAAC6k/pcgOLuBtWWc/s400/tumblr_l4s7d2ebPW1qaobbko1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hello readers! Sorry for not updating yesterday due to lazyness !(Y) Short &amp;amp; quick post for today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12March: Slept like 7am+ , woke up @ 3pm by luvs. Imm late to meet him ~ Hurried prepared and then bought my late lunch over to his house and eat instead. Slack2, chitchat etc. Had a little arguement with luv .__. . Around 8pm+ , cab over to Tessie chalet's to meet xiaopang &amp;amp; co. Had fun chatting, talking cock and stuff ~ Reached home around 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13March: Slept like 8am+ , conferencing as usual. (k) Woke up at 7pm. HAHAHA. Imm just gona spend my everyday like this already ! ^^ Other than meeting luvs, i think im just gona stay at home till someone ask me out ! Imm just to lazy to ask people out anymore ._. Imm gona auditionseaa after posting for bapok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, i luv my bapok. His a sensitive creature ! (k)(k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@8.19pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-72940085081021908?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/72940085081021908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-sorry-that-i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/72940085081021908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/72940085081021908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-sorry-that-i-can.html' title='I&apos;m sorry for not being able to be the perfect one.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-dx7bg9htw/TXy2O-OQU1I/AAAAAAAAC6k/pcgOLuBtWWc/s72-c/tumblr_l4s7d2ebPW1qaobbko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4178195740048752041</id><published>2011-03-11T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T08:21:18.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget the forgotten.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Immm so hyperactive this few days. (Y) hiakhiak. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfeZmLdELg8/TXpLqfQlvNI/AAAAAAAAC5s/b-QTO7YuuSY/s1600/tumblr_lhgcirBo1u1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582857881396821202" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfeZmLdELg8/TXpLqfQlvNI/AAAAAAAAC5s/b-QTO7YuuSY/s320/tumblr_lhgcirBo1u1qbpwzeo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2C3gFeQY2VQ/TXpLqunxN8I/AAAAAAAAC50/GPWSXBgcCZI/s1600/tumblr_lhgcirBo1u1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582857885520574402" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2C3gFeQY2VQ/TXpLqunxN8I/AAAAAAAAC50/GPWSXBgcCZI/s320/tumblr_lhgcirBo1u1qbpwzeo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, finally it's gona be a proper post after dk how many days after not updating my site. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10March : Woke up @ 2pm+ , prepare and stuff. Went to central and bus over to ws to meet fella &amp;amp; ross. Headed to library and do mimi's birthday card while waiting for dewi to come. Dewi &amp;amp; boyf came. Headed to downtown and settle our dinner there. Around 6.30pm, cab over to luvs house. Skip cut cake session with babygirls, imm sorry :( Chitchat with luvs and stuff.~ Hsh around 10pm+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11March : Slept like 8am+ ? conference &amp;amp; texting ! (Y) Woke up like 6 - 7 pm, surprisingly daddy didn't nag at me ! Hahahaha, my mum ask me do i look like a human now. LOL. K lah, their motive is they dw me to go out thats why they didnt wake me up ! Wtff. kkkkk, going to msn / auditionsea ! (K) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I luv you, cheebong ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.50pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4178195740048752041?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4178195740048752041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/forget-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4178195740048752041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4178195740048752041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/forget-forgotten.html' title='Forget the forgotten.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfeZmLdELg8/TXpLqfQlvNI/AAAAAAAAC5s/b-QTO7YuuSY/s72-c/tumblr_lhgcirBo1u1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1839082200110672734</id><published>2011-03-09T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T08:03:42.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another false fairytale story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwHdGvuDS0s/TXeipDNpz_I/AAAAAAAAC5k/Hc-WdAqkx_k/s1600/hiding_%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582109089269927922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwHdGvuDS0s/TXeipDNpz_I/AAAAAAAAC5k/Hc-WdAqkx_k/s320/hiding_%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdk7lYLiI-M/TXeio27_mfI/AAAAAAAAC5c/V9_ieAwBhgw/s1600/hiding_%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582109085974632946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdk7lYLiI-M/TXeio27_mfI/AAAAAAAAC5c/V9_ieAwBhgw/s320/hiding_%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks for teaching me not to believe in luv, i'm just a burden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost my confidence, i can't find any topic to talk to you anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha.. Watch and see ! I believe imm gona be able to overcome this nightmare asap ! Imm a super woman ~ I can do it ! Please be happy for me and for yourself. Haha.... I luv you cheebong. I really do. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1839082200110672734?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1839082200110672734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/ikr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1839082200110672734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1839082200110672734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/ikr.html' title='Another false fairytale story.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwHdGvuDS0s/TXeipDNpz_I/AAAAAAAAC5k/Hc-WdAqkx_k/s72-c/hiding_%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-180671924771607381</id><published>2011-03-08T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T01:29:16.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry that i loved you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just let me speak the last words and i promise i'll leave with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;(This post isn't really a important one, so don't have to waste your time reading if it doesn't corcern you,Sorry. just ranting my feelings.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KphSQ7k_Uko/TXc9beD99sI/AAAAAAAAC4I/FSCtYYNpXY8/s1600/sd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581997805284488898" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KphSQ7k_Uko/TXc9beD99sI/AAAAAAAAC4I/FSCtYYNpXY8/s400/sd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1C-SsCSuc4/TXc9bZ4Ju3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/cIwhu9ZLbu8/s1600/sd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581997804161186674" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1C-SsCSuc4/TXc9bZ4Ju3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/cIwhu9ZLbu8/s400/sd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our epic conversation ! (K)&lt;br /&gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm starting to get paranoid easily because i don't wana lose you without knowing. I can't really tell you how i felt inside but i really wish you didn't left or maybe all this thing didn't happen at all. And we're still quarreling every second that kind of relationship. I failed to act dumb, i lost control and eventually rant everything to you about how jealous i am and etc. You told me you love me, and you said you're born to love me yet the very next day you're saying goodbye to me. I don't know what the fuck went wrong, or maybe should i say you finally realise who you really wants.(Since it's actually the both of us) At the starting, when i knew abt it i kept on pushing you away because i can sense happiness whenever you spoke to her.(dont deny this fact) and you really enjoy speaking to her.(Which is now the fact that you're showing me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, was craps. I was just jealous , so so so so so jealous. I know she's joking but fuck, im still jealous. Imm just trying to get back to you. And sad thing to hear was, your feeling faded before asking what the fuck i did that for. So now i know how much is your luv for me. I made the wrong step, i should have just confess to you how jealous i was. But why can't you just sense or see i'd turn moodless. You've been wispering to her , ain't you ? :) Arghhhhh, FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you on the 02 March thru a conference at night. Texted you with my number at 5.51am, and we started our conversation and didn't stop ever since 02march. First impression of you was... you're super unfriendly &amp;amp; anti-social. You just don't seems to really like talking much to new people. You ss-ed a picture trying to show me my name with a alibaba emoji. And also from that day started, i think you're interested in *her. I confronted you, you told me you didn't, you treated her that way because she owe's you something. You said the way i text is super fast and that's our first arguement about who texted faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I late replied your text for fucking long on the 03March. And when i replied you, your reaction was " lol? WTF, so long ago LOL." and you told me you were having moodswing but you ain't willing to tell me whats the reason because you doesn't know why either. And we chatted about iphone jailbreak topic. Eventually, we started to hit off we started to joke around and i no longer feel you doesn't wana speak to me (Y) Oh hahaha ! And i send you my middle finger picture ! That's the very first pictureeeeee i mms-ed you ! We started mms each other pictures of ourself &amp;amp; nonsense pix. (LOL) And you scolded me a noob because i doesn't know where to change the fake operator thingy and you mms me the way ~ ^^ And thats when you started calling me hantu ! (K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahah! On the 04March, you kept asking me abt her and i was like "Fck lah, i look like her mother ah, keep herherher." And you said it was MOMO DE AI , because i insist of giving you her contact but you doesn't want it . It's also the first time we solo talk to each other ~~~~~~~~ on the phone ! :):) We hanged the phone around 6.33am. Hahaha, we argure half way and i fall asleep and you thought i was emo-ing ~ And you sent me three text scolding me ! (Y) The next day, you send me a goodmorning with _l_. What a good morning. HAHA. I complain about how often you used the toilet and you said there's no wrong in it. lol~ Another arguement ~ I bored outside so decided to text you, i was at farmway that day and you said im gona fall into the pond and the prawns are gona poke me. :@:@ And you curse me to get alot of mosquito bites. What a meanie person are you uh ! Haha.. We started the 3Pack for $2 thingy because you said you were sad. LOL. And you said what else am i capable of excludding bullying you. (That is loving you !) You mention that you &amp;amp; her have no fate and i just suddenly have this soursour feeling whenever you mention her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 05March, we started argueing abt fucking ourself with legs chair / bananas or whatever. HAHA. Epic joke. And once again, you're telling me abt you &amp;amp; her arguement at fb. I told you i ain't bullying you infact im actually entertaining you and you said it is kinda entertaining and you thanked me ! (Y) Ohhhhhh, you claim that im your "Kaobai" Match ! Because we luv kaobai-ing each other without fail . We started chatting abt my previous ex cpl ~ And his dam fail, rememeber ?! ^^ I told you i broke off with him and you said i'm such a bad person. Told you that his a super sensitive person and you said that if you were my boyf you will be super jealous too. Cause i buay zi dong! :@:@ We argue argue argue and argue. We can even argue about the song we're listerning ._. HAHA, You kup my phone and i was pissed. You promised me you won't kup my phone anymore. Butttttttttttt , i can't get pissed with you for long ~ So i told you i was joking and you said im cheating your feeling :@ Hahaha, You late replied my text and you was so ji dong and can't stop apologizing to me :$ AND YOU SAY YOU WOULD CPL ME IF I GO AUDITION TO ACCOMPANY YOU! (Y) hahahaha, but we all know it was a joke, so clever me didn't went (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day,05march. You kept on apologizing to me non-stop for nothing. I don't what's wrong with you and im so fucking pissed off with you apologizing to me. :@ You said you apologise cause you were shag. No link but yeah you still dont wana tell me whats the reason why you're shag. So didn't really continue asking you whats wrong. Accompanied you audi, and fuck i dc-ed &amp;amp; You claim that i lied to you about my internet connection lost :( Hahaha... You srsly can't stop apologizing to me that day... " Sorry sara, wo bu shi gu yi de :( Sorry. Dui bu qi " And i was like , wtf went wrong ? But not long, we started to argue again ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06March, you told me you were busy liking her fb comments. And dam ~ That feeling came again. Argueeeee as usual, Skipskip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07March, A day when i finally realise i'd already fallen for you , Because of rm 1. That feeling was super...... epic. I jitao no mood ~ &amp;amp; that day that we confessed our feeling out. You took a really long time to do so, and i already knew what are you gona say ._. And you were texting me with alot of vinegar because i was conferencing that day (Y) And you scolded me for posting dumb post and ask me to go to bed cause it's 6am already. The way we're talking is getting so weird after since we confessed. Because of those dumb post im posting , you told me that all this confess thingy was a joke. I break down immediately. So i didn't really wana show out my emotions , so i act as if i don't give a fuck. And we continue argueing. Hahaha, we added each other on msn on this day itself too ~ So fun chatting. We stopped texting and i texted you first eventually ._________. And you said you were waiting for my text (Y) Argh, happy max. You said you did left me a offline message on my msn , but i didn;t recieved it :( You're begging me to online !! hahahaha \m/ You said you're jealous !!!!!!! omfg, you're jealous because of me ! Hehehehehe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08March, Our one day fairytale story ~ ^^ We were super effing sweeeeeet. Feel so loved by you, and i srsly love you. And you gave me a new name with alot emoji with it ! And your fake operator !!! (L)Sara.thhantu! Hahaha :$ You claim that only a few of your contacts have emoji at the side of their name , didn't believed and you ss-ed for me to see. You can't stop explaining abt those people with emoji by the side of their name, like a cute . :$ And you say you have to explain first or else im gona ignore you ~ Hello ! Im not so sensitive ok !! I really luv it when you said " luvluv you " or " luvyou lah cheebong " ! Hahaha.. We started mms-ing each other about who we're contacting and what are the details we are talking. Ohya, we had the same battary when we mms each other those pic ! (Y) Okay, imm gona skip those part because we're just argue-ing ._. Yah, and that's how we commiunicate by argue-ing ! :D You told me you were upset and somethings i did. I'm sorry that i hurt you :( That's the fucking first time you send me a fucking long goodnight message and thats the fucking last time uh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 9th march, midnight. Our fairytale story is about to end already, we didn't confront neither did we confessed. We both just acted dumb and hoping things to be alright. Unfortunetly , it didnt work out. It still ended. You and her happiness ~ I can see it. Goodluck &amp;amp; all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i no longer have the rights or ability to tell you i love you. Sigh, i just hate being treated like you don't even care. if you really don't care then just tell me. No matter how harsh it could be,i'll just accept it. I guess i can no longer bring back your heart. Let's just remain as what it is then. I'd cried the whole night, Im so fucking tired yet i wake up every 3hours just to check my phone, and also awake from nightmares. Whenever i close my eye, images of you &amp;amp; her just never fail to pop up.. So hurting. Hahaah! It isn't your problem, guess its just mine own problem. I'll learn to let go eventually ~ Hohoho. Awesome 1day fairytale ! (Y)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hantu wants bapok to know, hantu really loved him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-180671924771607381?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/180671924771607381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-sorry-that-i-loved-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/180671924771607381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/180671924771607381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-sorry-that-i-loved-you.html' title='I&apos;m sorry that i loved you.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KphSQ7k_Uko/TXc9beD99sI/AAAAAAAAC4I/FSCtYYNpXY8/s72-c/sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2665795153902764472</id><published>2011-03-08T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:10:11.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to lazy.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I've been updating my site, because...Shown on my post tittle (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short &amp;amp; quick post, i've either be staying at home or meeing luvs @ tamp. Sleeping at around 6am+ in the morning then waking up around1pm+. This is my daily rountine already lah ! (Y) k byebye, imm gona audition sooon ! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.11pm - So i was just dreaming all the long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2665795153902764472?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2665795153902764472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-to-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2665795153902764472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2665795153902764472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-to-lazy.html' title='Just to lazy.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5097959378349891268</id><published>2011-03-04T07:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T08:13:02.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour feelings.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers ! I finally met an idiot that i've been looking forward to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqkxKnuLBLc/TXEPENufSgI/AAAAAAAAC34/z-dircWy0l8/s1600/189178_10150107598160735_679860734_6545432_4473010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580257978367298050" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqkxKnuLBLc/TXEPENufSgI/AAAAAAAAC34/z-dircWy0l8/s400/189178_10150107598160735_679860734_6545432_4473010_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDbxuavSoz0/TXEPEYWydBI/AAAAAAAAC4A/fzlYX6qfQLk/s1600/189178_10150107598160735_679860734_6545432_4473010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580257981220680722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDbxuavSoz0/TXEPEYWydBI/AAAAAAAAC4A/fzlYX6qfQLk/s400/189178_10150107598160735_679860734_6545432_4473010_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fall asleep while texting around 5am+, Woke up at 2pm+. Went to get prepared then went to meet jeajiunn for alittle while then cab over to luvs house slack alittle while. Cab to farmway with luvs &amp;amp; co. Met Anna sissydar &amp;amp; co. They left after that, chitchatted with jinfeng that idiot(Mention at the top) Had fun chitchat talking with him &amp;amp; weizhe. After that, rounding with luvs and chitchat. Hsh around 10pm+. Sorry theodora precious &amp;amp; Huishan for not meeting you girls today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They doesn't need me anymore, but they doesn't know that i still need them. So much that we've been thru, those times we had, vanished just like that and it's no longer gona happen again. I shouldn't be thinking so much already, since things have already reached this kind of stages that nothing we could do to rewind back to the past then i shall just let it be. Stop yearning for the past, be happy about what i've currently. I miss you girls, i really do.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.50pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5097959378349891268?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5097959378349891268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/sour-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5097959378349891268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5097959378349891268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/sour-feelings.html' title='Sour feelings.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqkxKnuLBLc/TXEPENufSgI/AAAAAAAAC34/z-dircWy0l8/s72-c/189178_10150107598160735_679860734_6545432_4473010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4796274421170883873</id><published>2011-03-03T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T07:48:57.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我很累.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Sometimes, the person who tries to keep everyone happy is always the most lonely person, so never leave them alone because they will never say that they need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRDzhtvxjT4/TW-32pjmDxI/AAAAAAAAC3o/RzD_6QqJfSY/s1600/188906_10150107003995735_679860734_6540884_2177403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579880612831301394" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRDzhtvxjT4/TW-32pjmDxI/AAAAAAAAC3o/RzD_6QqJfSY/s400/188906_10150107003995735_679860734_6540884_2177403_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OxESlJozZWU/TW-32neqwHI/AAAAAAAAC3w/OME4mF4Zn_g/s1600/188906_10150107003995735_679860734_6540884_2177403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579880612273766514" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OxESlJozZWU/TW-32neqwHI/AAAAAAAAC3w/OME4mF4Zn_g/s400/188906_10150107003995735_679860734_6540884_2177403_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost to myself in my own game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;02March : Slept like 7am, then woke up around 1pm+. Prepared and stuff, wait for liling to come home and get prepared. Headed to bugis street and bugis junction to shop with mummy. Shop for two bottom &amp;amp; 1 top. (Y) hehehe, went to have dinner at bugis junction basement. After dinner, cab home. Once reached home, called dad to bring me to tpy to jailbreak my phone ! :D Siblings wants to jailbreak too, so went tgt. Jail break was super fun at the same time stress abt what fonts what theme is nicer etc ~ Thanks daddy and mummy for not complaining abt how we bomb your pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03Marchs : Slept like 7am again ~ Busy texting with idiots and hantu's. (LOL) Woke up at 1pm+, have to go reporting. Prepared and then waited for dad to send me to bedok hq. Went to report, and had urine tested. Spend like 2hours + inside cnb and poor daddy is waiting for me outside don't know what the fck am i doing inside cnb for so long. :( So daddy came in to cnb office to look for me, IO start to hurry settle my stuff. ._. About 5-10mins after daddy came in, can go home already. Obviously she's taking her sweet time before daddy came in !!! :@ Reached home around 5pm, went down to meet huishan, chitchat with her then went to meet theodora precious, junkai &amp;amp; jeajiunn under theodora blk. Slack2, Jeajiunn left followed by junkai. Went to huishan house to take her wallet then went to shop for huishan's f&amp;amp;n stuffs. Headed to blk 446 slack alittle while, hsh ! Currently chatting on fb with my baichi erzi and imm so gona audi sooon! Haven't been playing blackshot le :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.45pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4796274421170883873?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4796274421170883873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4796274421170883873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4796274421170883873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='我很累.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BRDzhtvxjT4/TW-32pjmDxI/AAAAAAAAC3o/RzD_6QqJfSY/s72-c/188906_10150107003995735_679860734_6540884_2177403_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7616371873378499530</id><published>2011-03-01T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T07:30:52.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been such a long time.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Imm having so much fun today ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MM0EXhisms/TW0PZIrxkWI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/bUXxh-D6ekU/s1600/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579132437884146018" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MM0EXhisms/TW0PZIrxkWI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/bUXxh-D6ekU/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2JmBGXzCkw/TW0PZTlofEI/AAAAAAAAC3g/W_MmV9UirBo/s1600/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579132440811174978" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2JmBGXzCkw/TW0PZTlofEI/AAAAAAAAC3g/W_MmV9UirBo/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Time passes very quickly when you're having fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept like 6am+, was gaming while conferencing. Woke up @ 1pm+ , prepared and waited for daddy to send me to bedok hq for reporting (Im srsly lack of sleep, and i srsly hate tuesday&amp;amp; thursday cause i can never sleep enough! :@) After reporting, wana go shopping with mummy, but mummy is too lazy. So went to meet pel instead. Went to pel house meet her and julia'ku. Talk alittle while waiting for pel to get prepared. Walked to ehub, bought movie ticket. Wanted to watch ''My ex lover'' but wasn't showing already have to wait for 3rd march. Was suppose to watch ''I am number four'' but didn't watch it either... so we caught.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-NnfbJFDJM/TW0PKprkJXI/AAAAAAAAC3I/SpxJOMT3_n8/s1600/no_strings_attached_poster_natalie_portman_ashton_kutcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579132189043598706" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-NnfbJFDJM/TW0PKprkJXI/AAAAAAAAC3I/SpxJOMT3_n8/s400/no_strings_attached_poster_natalie_portman_ashton_kutcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbUG931nd74/TW0PK_UwhwI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/JBTV-7JXoKM/s1600/no_strings_attached_poster_natalie_portman_ashton_kutcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579132194853521154" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbUG931nd74/TW0PK_UwhwI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/JBTV-7JXoKM/s400/no_strings_attached_poster_natalie_portman_ashton_kutcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'' No string attached! "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahaha! Surprisingly we manage to get thru it. (Y) Watched 5pm show, Rate it 4/5. After movie, went to the dk what taiwan thingy and settle our dinner there. After that , headed to lan, played for 2hours. Had so much fun playing auditionsea with pel. Talking cock and stuffs with friends. After that , slack alittle while. Went to handicap toilet and there's this guy trying to open the door, so i shouted 'fuckyou' cause i thought was pel. After that, went out of the toilet and pel show me whose that guy, he can't stop smiling to himself. Was really laughing like crazy with pel. HAHA. K its not funny,but funny for me. LOL. Walk pel home &amp;amp; then slowly walk home. Hsh around 10pm+. Tomorrow shopping with mummy ! Excited max. ^^ New cloths is coming into my cardbored. Muhahahaha. K baibai, wana play some games nao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.26pm.&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/8875514479976660963-7616371873378499530?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7616371873378499530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-such-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7616371873378499530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7616371873378499530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-such-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been such a long time.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MM0EXhisms/TW0PZIrxkWI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/bUXxh-D6ekU/s72-c/5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5124061115925598033</id><published>2011-02-28T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T06:30:16.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>错过才知道后悔.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Imm lack of sleep recently :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YTjGdQHqvY/TWuw_LkvWcI/AAAAAAAAC2w/IJWUvso36Qw/s1600/183185_10150104753665735_679860734_6520899_4080186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578747162913626562" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YTjGdQHqvY/TWuw_LkvWcI/AAAAAAAAC2w/IJWUvso36Qw/s400/183185_10150104753665735_679860734_6520899_4080186_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z4yxlPw7x8/TWuw_rnGsxI/AAAAAAAAC24/vGBZYLhDLJ8/s1600/184705_10150103321890735_679860734_6502858_6247510_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578747171513479954" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z4yxlPw7x8/TWuw_rnGsxI/AAAAAAAAC24/vGBZYLhDLJ8/s400/184705_10150103321890735_679860734_6502858_6247510_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdWW529kFi0/TWuw_108A7I/AAAAAAAAC3A/C538Mh7YQY0/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578747174255854514" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdWW529kFi0/TWuw_108A7I/AAAAAAAAC3A/C538Mh7YQY0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;‎2011 isn't any better. Same shit, different number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25Feb : @ Funeral the entire day. Hsh around midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26Feb: Woke up super early in the morning, headed to uncle's funeral, the very last day. Did alot walking along the road with bare foots! Do finish the ceremony around 2pm+, hsh. Went to bathe &amp;amp; prepared, bus to whitesand to withdraw money then cab over to kpool to meet melvin. He said he was alone but suddenly so many people pop up. K, lan with sister till 8pm+, went down to have dinner. then went back kpool, melvin said his going off already. .__. So played one round of bs for 20cents (HAHAHA) then went to meet marshall. Slackslack2 then bus home. Hsh around 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27Feb: Slept around 5am, watching drama. Woke up @ 12pm, hurried get prepared &amp;amp; cab to meet luvs. Lepak at his house etc, chitchat and stuffs. Went to pasir ris park rounding , had so much fun and h2h talks. around 9pm+, cab home because luvs have to rush home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28Feb: Slept around 6am+, woke up @ 4pm+ by brother to get prepared to celebrate mummy birthday. Hurried bathe and headed to lp to print pictures for mummy's birthday book. h3h3h3. Around 7pm+, surprise mummy with birthday cards with siblings. Ate cake , chitchat and gave mummy the birthday book. Mummy said she luv it alot. :D After that, computer and tv ! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@10.27pm.&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/8875514479976660963-5124061115925598033?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5124061115925598033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5124061115925598033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5124061115925598033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='错过才知道后悔.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YTjGdQHqvY/TWuw_LkvWcI/AAAAAAAAC2w/IJWUvso36Qw/s72-c/183185_10150104753665735_679860734_6520899_4080186_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3590324183106830422</id><published>2011-02-24T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:52:50.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello readers! 我喜欢你! (K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAdiimoE2QI/TWZUeIOPMJI/AAAAAAAAC2A/wy6dPtpZSzw/s1600/tumblr_lc4utqay821qcxr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577238065124946066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAdiimoE2QI/TWZUeIOPMJI/AAAAAAAAC2A/wy6dPtpZSzw/s400/tumblr_lc4utqay821qcxr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ_5w-xaxMo/TWZUeemXVCI/AAAAAAAAC2I/By5VtKel8Ms/s1600/tumblr_lc4utqay821qcxr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577238071131722786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ_5w-xaxMo/TWZUeemXVCI/AAAAAAAAC2I/By5VtKel8Ms/s400/tumblr_lc4utqay821qcxr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I said i wouldn't be posting often but still can't help it cause im srsly bored right now. Slept like 6am+ in the morning, Wasn't gaming nor conferencing but watching drama ! Hehehe, srsly laugh like mad and felt super awake. And i realise, i've been only sleeping when my siblings wake up for school and awake when they return back from school. Lol. Stayed at home , continue with my drama , wana faster finish watching all the new dvd's. Didn't went to uncle funeral today , mum wants us to rest. So headed to central for eyebrown trimming , hair cut and manicure with liling I wana do waxing but it's super expensieve $.$ Went to random blk slack2. Luvs called me out to meet him but didn't manage to meet him. Rejected meeting luvs afew time already because of uncle's funeral. Missing him like mad. :$ Ciaos ! (K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana go school.... :'( I miss siglap , i miss my form teachers , i miss my classmates and i miss the fun times in class :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@8.47pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3590324183106830422?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3590324183106830422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/boring-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3590324183106830422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3590324183106830422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/boring-life.html' title='Boring life.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAdiimoE2QI/TWZUeIOPMJI/AAAAAAAAC2A/wy6dPtpZSzw/s72-c/tumblr_lc4utqay821qcxr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4624463769204478812</id><published>2011-02-23T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:29:01.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navie.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Imm gona do a quick one for this post ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZCJMbiHu-g/TWUnnriYF9I/AAAAAAAAC1g/YXXKylltEGQ/s1600/tumblr_l8ca37d7hT1qdwetoo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576907276223518674" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZCJMbiHu-g/TWUnnriYF9I/AAAAAAAAC1g/YXXKylltEGQ/s400/tumblr_l8ca37d7hT1qdwetoo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9CzCGNuWxmc/TWUnn2-z7UI/AAAAAAAAC1o/paYjONSNneI/s1600/tumblr_l8ca37d7hT1qdwetoo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576907279295573314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9CzCGNuWxmc/TWUnn2-z7UI/AAAAAAAAC1o/paYjONSNneI/s400/tumblr_l8ca37d7hT1qdwetoo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept @ 5am+. Woke up around 1pm+ , computer all the way. Headed to uncle's funeral after that, slack and help up with the stuffs there :) It's gona be like this until saturday, the last day. So won't be posting often till saturday, cause i'll be posting the same thing again and again ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.26pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4624463769204478812?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4624463769204478812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/navie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4624463769204478812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4624463769204478812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/navie.html' title='Navie.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZCJMbiHu-g/TWUnnriYF9I/AAAAAAAAC1g/YXXKylltEGQ/s72-c/tumblr_l8ca37d7hT1qdwetoo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1647270352972843395</id><published>2011-02-22T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T07:03:59.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't do anything about it.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Losing someone before you could do anything for them really hurts alot. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eg3AcMjVzJA/TWPQP05uiiI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/dQMJjpDr3_E/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576529733932190242" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eg3AcMjVzJA/TWPQP05uiiI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/dQMJjpDr3_E/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1EQkQ5DnTUM/TWPQQJqxHII/AAAAAAAAC1Y/MmBTOgMAgbc/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576529739506588802" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1EQkQ5DnTUM/TWPQQJqxHII/AAAAAAAAC1Y/MmBTOgMAgbc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;21Feb : Slept like 6am as usual ._. , woke up around 4-5pm in the afternoon ! :$ Luvs suddenly text me asking if wana go out for a ride tgt with him and stuff. So waited for his call and then he told me that we're not going to meet because it's already 6pm+ and he just reached home. Didn't meet up, used computer all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22Feb : Asleep @ 6am+ while texting with junwei. Woke up around 1pm, went to changed and stuff. Daddy send me to bedok hq for reporting after that headed to macpherson ite to ask some stuff, cause i wanted to transfer to tamp ite instead, because macpherson its too far for a lazy person like me ._. but tamp ite don't have any courses, so stick to macpherson instead. Went to central and bought a Diamond screen protecter. Hsh, waited for liling and andy to change then headed to Uncle's funeral. Slack @ there and stuff, was feeling really bad when i really can't do anything to help before and after his death :( It hurt so much to see my aunt feeling so upset and she just kept on hiding her tears to herself and stuff.. So yeah basically, my uncle passed away with alot bloods on the floor and on him from his throat... :&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ 11.02pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1647270352972843395?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1647270352972843395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-do-anything-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1647270352972843395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1647270352972843395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-do-anything-about-it.html' title='I can&apos;t do anything about it.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eg3AcMjVzJA/TWPQP05uiiI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/dQMJjpDr3_E/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5998456543327100980</id><published>2011-02-20T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T06:21:21.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online games.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers ! Have been neglecting my site cause of online games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iDxM-oH9bQ/TWEi2l_sqRI/AAAAAAAAC1A/LYKdN_Vg8Ug/s1600/179816_10150098518325735_679860734_6450855_3248402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575776134968944914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iDxM-oH9bQ/TWEi2l_sqRI/AAAAAAAAC1A/LYKdN_Vg8Ug/s400/179816_10150098518325735_679860734_6450855_3248402_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgpjRlefmBc/TWEi22FOABI/AAAAAAAAC1I/dDGhiDXvURw/s1600/179816_10150098518325735_679860734_6450855_3248402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575776139287068690" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgpjRlefmBc/TWEi22FOABI/AAAAAAAAC1I/dDGhiDXvURw/s400/179816_10150098518325735_679860734_6450855_3248402_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;18th feb : Slept like 6am + , woke up @ around 2pm+ by daddy fierce and serious tone of voice, and he surprised me with a new iphone4. ^^ Daddy bought an iphone4 for sister too. Busy doing my new phone stuff and then luvs called and ask me to go over to meet him to slack. Around 4pm+ , shower already cab over to meet luvs. Slack until 10pm+ , hsh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th feb : &lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday benjamin wong !&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry that i didn't went to celebrate your birthday as i promised. Woke up around 12pm+ , was late to meet xiaopang , gary &amp;amp; tessie . hurried shower and stuffs, so instead of meeting at amk, we met @ somerset. Walk around etc, window shop ~~~ Around 7pm+, left gary &amp;amp; tessie. Xiaopang and myself cab to pasir ris , xiaopang left to serangoon then i went to downtown to meet liling for dinner @ just acia. After dinner , met up with darren , jacob, shaun , jiahong , nicolas then bus over to 250 to meet my dearest siyi ! Slack talk etc, Hsh around 10pm+ , had a small arguement with parents about going out for supper ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th feb : Hsh the entire day ~ Audition / blackshot. Rejected meeting luvs today , sorry ! Meeting luvs tomorrow most probably ! ^^ Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10.18pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5998456543327100980?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5998456543327100980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/online-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5998456543327100980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5998456543327100980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/online-games.html' title='Online games.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iDxM-oH9bQ/TWEi2l_sqRI/AAAAAAAAC1A/LYKdN_Vg8Ug/s72-c/179816_10150098518325735_679860734_6450855_3248402_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-9000364718895580463</id><published>2011-02-17T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T07:15:13.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You deserve better.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! The feeling is no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFyJZJu2foM/TV07Q7NRFkI/AAAAAAAAC0w/JU74diQqzyo/s1600/j.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574677075711825474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFyJZJu2foM/TV07Q7NRFkI/AAAAAAAAC0w/JU74diQqzyo/s400/j.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LkgGYQImyY/TV07Q_auvyI/AAAAAAAAC04/niY2v5KvW-0/s1600/j.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574677076842037026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LkgGYQImyY/TV07Q_auvyI/AAAAAAAAC04/niY2v5KvW-0/s400/j.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept like 6am in the morning ? woke up @ 2pm, dad send me to bedok hq. Hsh , went to change and stuff. Went to meet someone then slack the whole day thru out with him. Hsh around 10plus. Gona audition/bs now byebye ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.11pm - must be happy ah ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-9000364718895580463?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9000364718895580463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-deserve-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9000364718895580463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9000364718895580463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-deserve-better.html' title='You deserve better.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFyJZJu2foM/TV07Q7NRFkI/AAAAAAAAC0w/JU74diQqzyo/s72-c/j.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2411685094556590671</id><published>2011-02-16T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:01:54.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm glad that you @ least called.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Imm so obessed with playing online games already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gona be a quick post because there's nothing much to update about. Slept late @ around 6am, woke up @ 1pm+ , used comp all the way till 4 pm+, dad came to pick us up and went to malaysia , for our dinner. Played the wishing lantern , faile two times, and gave up. Hsh around 9pm+. Audition all the way &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im gona do quick post in every post from now on, cause it's just gona be either bs / audi im talking abt :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2411685094556590671?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2411685094556590671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-glad-that-you-least-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2411685094556590671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2411685094556590671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-glad-that-you-least-called.html' title='I&apos;m glad that you @ least called.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-9220506495529866171</id><published>2011-02-15T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:56:58.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still holding onto the last bit of hope.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Sorry for not updating my blog regularly. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8aiJMMSLS34/TVoUfosfAiI/AAAAAAAAC0g/1bgJioQGkCk/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573790022556910114" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8aiJMMSLS34/TVoUfosfAiI/AAAAAAAAC0g/1bgJioQGkCk/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mG8u5nYu01k/TVoUfqAgOSI/AAAAAAAAC0o/SoNve-oqoiY/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573790022909311266" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mG8u5nYu01k/TVoUfqAgOSI/AAAAAAAAC0o/SoNve-oqoiY/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13Feb: Slept late as usual, around 4-5am. Woke up at 11am+, get prepared and headed to kalang airport area to visit my dad side, My dad's Mum the brother the wife. Complicated ._. k, she's 85yr old and she still super hyper active and she super adorable. After visiting her, headed to lucky plaza to settle our lunch. Hsh, headed to lp with liling to buy some stuff for baking biscults. did about 2hours + and we did nothing come out, it failed. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14Feb: Happy Valentine to all ! Those who are attached, last superduper long ! Those who are single like me, hope we could find our true love asap. Slept like 6am+ , woke up at 1pm+ went to get prepared then bus to pel's house downstair to meet her. Walk to ehub, bought movie ticket " all well ends well " rate it 3.5/5. After movie , went to just acia to settle our dinner , then headed to ehub lan. ^^ After lan, walk around downtown and ehub then walk home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15Feb: Have been playing either bs or auditionsea until super late. Hahahaha, Just prepared finish, waiting for dad to come and pick me up and send me to bedok for reporting ! kkk I'm gona update laterrrrrr after my reporting ^^ Stay tune !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@1.57pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited: After reporting, hsh all day computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-9220506495529866171?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9220506495529866171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-still-holding-onto-last-bit-of-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9220506495529866171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9220506495529866171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-still-holding-onto-last-bit-of-hope.html' title='I&apos;m still holding onto the last bit of hope.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8aiJMMSLS34/TVoUfosfAiI/AAAAAAAAC0g/1bgJioQGkCk/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2780549389910689294</id><published>2011-02-12T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T06:51:40.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did i lose my love to someone better ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello readers! Imm a happygurl94 today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ACokSffHvwY/TVaeAdfofTI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/By8NNV_Zka4/s1600/tumblr_kqkmq3jrie1qzbqvao1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572815319672061234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ACokSffHvwY/TVaeAdfofTI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/By8NNV_Zka4/s400/tumblr_kqkmq3jrie1qzbqvao1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_M0sNTkstE/TVaeAiM3oYI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/xdl0v4a0gaU/s1600/tumblr_kqkmq3jrie1qzbqvao1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572815320935539074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_M0sNTkstE/TVaeAiM3oYI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/xdl0v4a0gaU/s400/tumblr_kqkmq3jrie1qzbqvao1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Slept like 6am in the morning, conferencing. Woke up @ 11am+ , so im srsly lack of sleep ._. Went to hurry get prepare and stuffs. Went to ahma house bainian with family, then headed to big aunt's house to bainian also after that to 4th uncle house to bainian. Played with 4th uncle's little children. Around 4pm+ , dad drove me to bus 59 bus stop. Bus over to tpy to meet benjamin. Gamble all the way until 8pm+ , won $20 ! ^^ Went to had roti prate dinner, then cab home after that. Super bad headache. Tomorrow visiting dad's side to bainian! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, i do and i really really do.Been lonely since the day you went away, i've so much to say. Letting go off something special &amp;amp; i'll never have again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10.51pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2780549389910689294?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2780549389910689294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/did-i-lose-my-love-to-someone-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2780549389910689294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2780549389910689294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/did-i-lose-my-love-to-someone-better.html' title='Did i lose my love to someone better ?'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ACokSffHvwY/TVaeAdfofTI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/By8NNV_Zka4/s72-c/tumblr_kqkmq3jrie1qzbqvao1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7946595249115004505</id><published>2011-02-11T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T08:04:23.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucks !</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I'm so bloody tired today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVVcvGUU54I/AAAAAAAAC0A/MKsdwkYny1I/s1600/tumblr_l4fmaehxUe1qc4u9io1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572462078160332674" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVVcvGUU54I/AAAAAAAAC0A/MKsdwkYny1I/s400/tumblr_l4fmaehxUe1qc4u9io1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVVcvT3b51I/AAAAAAAAC0I/PLqBH6iJNg4/s1600/tumblr_l4fmaehxUe1qc4u9io1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572462081797252946" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVVcvT3b51I/AAAAAAAAC0I/PLqBH6iJNg4/s400/tumblr_l4fmaehxUe1qc4u9io1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Slept like 4am last night, fb chatting and msning. Woke up @ 12pm+ , prepare &amp;amp; stuff. Cab to t1 with mum to buy a book to make chocolate for valentine. Aww, sadly didn't manage to get that book but got another book on how to bake biscult. ^^ Went to tm to have our long john silver lunch, chitchat while eating and mum is complaining about the way i look at people ._. accompany mum to buy present for her friend. After buying, went for alittle shopping while waiting for dad to come and send us home. Have to rush home cause bryan chua is under my blk waiting to come up my house to bainian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsh, chitchat with bryan at home for alittle while, then bus over to tamp interchange to meet lynn. Accompany bryan to kfc to have his super late lunch @ kfc , saw johnaton chitchat awhile with him then left to buy movie ticket at cs, Just go with it @ 6.50pm. So walk around then sat @ coffee bean to wait for the time to pass. Chitchat etc and the stupid bryan chua keep suan-ing me. :@ Time srsly pass super fast if we've something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for toilet break then catch that movie. Rate it 4/5 ! It's super funny i swear. Can't stop laughing and super freezing inside ._. if only i got a boyf to hug during that time eh ! Chey, Fake ! ^^ After movie, cab to bryan chua house to bainian. After bainian, went to send lynn off to bus stop then bryan chua send me home. Sweet har ! Hahahaha ! Hsh around 10.45pm+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow visiting relative and after that was suppose to go xiaopang house to bainian, but last min he got something on ._. :@:@:@ Mad angry ! Shall go his house bainian on monday instead ^^. For my tittle, it srsly explains the way i'm feeling right now. I'm srsly wrong about her , she can badmouth someone so much and after that act like some bff with her. eew , two headed. And im thinking if i should go with mum and her friend to oversea for some crazy shopping spree :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.56pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-7946595249115004505?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7946595249115004505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/yucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7946595249115004505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7946595249115004505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/yucks.html' title='Yucks !'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVVcvGUU54I/AAAAAAAAC0A/MKsdwkYny1I/s72-c/tumblr_l4fmaehxUe1qc4u9io1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2567139752577058924</id><published>2011-02-10T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T04:38:12.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xxx</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! It's gona be a boring post today, so im gona do a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept like 5am last night and woke up @ 1pm+. Get prepared and then dad send me to bedok hq @ 3pm+. I mentioned before that my I.O has changed, so my new I.O is super friendly. Spend a longer time inside CNB today because have to retake pictures &amp;amp; fill some informations because the new I.O doesn't have my information. :\ After that, headed home, went to central with liling &amp;amp; daddy to repair liling's iphone. Went to buy bubble tea and etc , saw dillon and ebenezer. Didn't went to slack with them because i'm lazy ! So went home , have early dinner and tv all the way. Edit blogskin alittle and now posting, gona play few rounds of bs soon ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@8.37pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2567139752577058924?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2567139752577058924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/xxx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2567139752577058924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2567139752577058924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/xxx.html' title='xxx'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7425256445566190098</id><published>2011-02-09T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:53:03.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want more Red packets!</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! CNY is ending in afew days time &amp;amp; so far i've only recieve 3 angpao, pathetic much ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVKo0mp72NI/AAAAAAAACyE/3CBL9tDsQ_I/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571701310693824722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVKo0mp72NI/AAAAAAAACyE/3CBL9tDsQ_I/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVKo0tJxWWI/AAAAAAAACyM/6N5L1I3fQdo/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571701312437967202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVKo0tJxWWI/AAAAAAAACyM/6N5L1I3fQdo/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up @ 10am + by ite's call, calling me to remind me about the nursing interview on thursday which is tomorrow. Rejected the interview because i swear im not interested in nursing @ all, Mum and dad also didn't wana be go for nursing course cause they know i wouldn't like it. ^^ So to double comfirm if i rejected nursing course will i still be selected for other courses, ite said they will reselect so with no regret rejected nursing course. After hanging up, nua on bed &amp;amp; fall asleep again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up again @ 1pm + , reply text &amp;amp; so. Was suppose to meet kristy to slack and accompany her to lp to redraw money. Afterwards, ebenezer fb chat me and ask me out to ehub for pool cause i told him i will jio him to pool tomorrow which is today, so went to meet ebenezer instead to play pool. Felt super bad for not being able to meet kristy ._. Sorrry x10. :( Played few rounds &amp;amp; off to play arcade game, soon jiawei came. Walk over to 444 to meet gerald &amp;amp; dillon . After not long, walk home because have to have reunion dinner with family. Went to temple pray already then went to old turf club and meet up with dad's friend family &amp;amp; had dinner together. Talk joke &amp;amp; eat as usual. Around 9pm + hsh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want more angpaos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Saturday will be visiting my grandma &amp;amp; relative , so i'll be recieve a number of angpaos! ^^v Around 4pm + will be going to amk to meet Xiaopang , gary , gary's girlf &amp;amp; xiaopang's relative! Excited to recieve more angpaos! Hiakhiak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@10.51pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-7425256445566190098?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7425256445566190098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-more-red-packets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7425256445566190098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7425256445566190098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-more-red-packets.html' title='I want more Red packets!'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVKo0mp72NI/AAAAAAAACyE/3CBL9tDsQ_I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4126136493839716298</id><published>2011-02-08T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T05:31:39.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash backs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello readers ! It's been sometimes since i've posted such long post. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVFB7DdML4I/AAAAAAAACx0/ur-5fdPyMS0/s1600/tumblr_kprsfozcSk1qzibvyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571306696829841282" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVFB7DdML4I/AAAAAAAACx0/ur-5fdPyMS0/s400/tumblr_kprsfozcSk1qzibvyo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVFB7ZtadYI/AAAAAAAACx8/iv8JaK7eXrM/s1600/tumblr_kprsfozcSk1qzibvyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571306702803465602" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVFB7ZtadYI/AAAAAAAACx8/iv8JaK7eXrM/s400/tumblr_kprsfozcSk1qzibvyo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went for 8days beijing trip with familys &amp;amp; dad's friend family. We go as a tour cause all of us wasn't really familiar with beijing even though dad's friend family came afew times already. The whole entire tour bus belongs to only our both families, awesome uh ! Hahaha. But on the second day, two more person join us. So yeah, this 8 days was super duper fun max but tiring. Took alot picture of the scenary instead of myself &amp;amp; co cause it was mad cold &amp;amp; didn't really wana stand @ a position for even a min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took sq801 airplane to beijing @ 12am+ , reached beijing around 7am. Hmmm, can't really recall much about the entire exact trip as in day1 where we went etc, but can roughly remember that we went to &lt;strong&gt;Great wall of china&lt;/strong&gt; (climb to a certain height, tired max.) , &lt;strong&gt;Tian'an men - The gate of Heavenly peace&lt;/strong&gt; (That place was really big and we walk about 1hour+ and we finish walking it. Tian'an men is a main entrance of the imperial city in both ming &amp;amp; qing dynasties.) , &lt;strong&gt;The Palace of Heavenly Purity&lt;/strong&gt; ( A place for the emperor to handle his political affair, The place is full of different types of good looking golden chair the emperor sat on.) ,&lt;strong&gt; The temple of Heaven&lt;/strong&gt; ( A total area of 2,800,000 square meters , its the royal temple used by emperors to worship the heaven &amp;amp; pray the harvest. ) , &lt;strong&gt;The summer palace&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;Bird nest&lt;/strong&gt; ( the olympic stadium of beijing , It's super beautiful but it doesn't look as big as what the tv/picture shows. :\)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to quite a number of places where the tour will bring us to buy pearl, diamonds &amp;amp; etc but didn't bought any. Went to different kind of shopping street, &amp;amp; it was super fun when it comes to cutting down the price to a price we think its suitable for that item. Bought alot of bags &amp;amp; wallet for like less than $10 sg. (Y) But the shopping mall item is mad expensieve , its much more expensieve than sg x2, A simple jacket $300 sg ! :@ Most of the night, went out with mervin , andy &amp;amp; liling around the hotel to have our supper / bowling &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of this trip , went for a free leg massage shiok max. Hehehe. I want more !!! :$ K after massage went to have lunch then spam shopping the entire day &amp;amp; had dinner then went to shop again then headed to beijing airport. Couldn't bear to leave beijing so fast cause it was srsly fun &amp;amp; esp the awesome + good attitude tour guide, she's 27 but she's super small size &amp;amp; she's super duper cute. Took about 6hours ride to beijing and to singapore. Reached singapore around 6.45am.(08/02,today) Took spilt cab &amp;amp; hsh. Force myself to stay awake cause i believe once i fall asleep i will be late for my reporting afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep myself busy with online games. Then dad send me to report &amp;amp; i'll be changing a new I.O cause my I.O won't be working anymore. Dad send me home &amp;amp; i find it hard to sleep already -.- so went to marcus house with liling, gambled &amp;amp; lost money -.- ! Never get any angbao yet &amp;amp; im already losing money. :@ Played few rounds &amp;amp; headed to central to accompany liling to have her haircut &amp;amp; after that met ebenezer @ triple four to accompany him have his lunch. After he left to dillon's house. Liling accompany me to have my nail art &amp;amp; trim eyebrown ^^v , Loving my nails colour first time putting that colour ! After that, walk around to buy iphone covers. Bring $50 out &amp;amp; im left with $15 for the week -.- Slack @ blk 219 for alittle while then hsh. Played blackshot till now :B Imm gona go watch xin msn &amp;amp; play few round of blackshot and goodnight. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo's of beijing trip will be uploaded next time, camera no battary currently and i'm also too lazy to upload it. Contact lenses are drying up &amp;amp; Valentine is coming , im thinking of taking up a 1day course of learning to make chocolate so i can make those chocolate myself for (x), more sincere uh! :$ Anyone got idea where can i find that course ? Cause pasir cc don't have it :( . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wo hao xiang (x)!&lt;/span&gt; K baibai ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@9.16pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4126136493839716298?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4126136493839716298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/flash-backs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4126136493839716298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4126136493839716298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/flash-backs.html' title='Flash backs.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TVFB7DdML4I/AAAAAAAACx0/ur-5fdPyMS0/s72-c/tumblr_kprsfozcSk1qzibvyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5970600016367600257</id><published>2011-02-01T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T04:21:57.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye singapore.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers ! In another 2hours &amp;amp; hello beijing goodbye singapore. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUf6FU714qI/AAAAAAAACxk/cDpitjRTCCw/s1600/as.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568694433692902050" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUf6FU714qI/AAAAAAAACxk/cDpitjRTCCw/s400/as.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUf6Fhqoa5I/AAAAAAAACxs/AFKLPicg0V4/s1600/as.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568694437110377362" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUf6Fhqoa5I/AAAAAAAACxs/AFKLPicg0V4/s400/as.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept around 4am then woke up around 1pm. Went to prepare &amp;amp; stuff, daddy fetch me to bedok to report. After that hsh, wait for family to get ready &amp;amp; then off to grandma house. Chitchat with grandma &amp;amp; grandpa, looking thru at dad &amp;amp; mum's wedding pictures. Hahahaha. After that , headed to bedok 85 to have our dinner. Went to big aunt house to visit uncle , because uncle is sick. Argh, i really got the wana help out feeling but idk what to help. So chitchat them then hsh around 8pm+. Didn't manage to find a time to go stalk him, but im gona stalk him when i return. Hehehehe. Currently now posting, k bai have to go get prepare &amp;amp; get ready for bejing's !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was looking forward to bejing trip 1month ago, and in a blink of an eye. Beijing trip is in another 2hours. It feels like i've so much things i haven't do yet -_- k anyway, goodbye peeps! Come back to read my post in 7days later ! ^^v&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;GOODBYE READERS,&lt;br /&gt;Come back again in 7 days later ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@8.18pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5970600016367600257?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5970600016367600257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodbye-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5970600016367600257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5970600016367600257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodbye-singapore.html' title='Goodbye singapore.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUf6FU714qI/AAAAAAAACxk/cDpitjRTCCw/s72-c/as.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7136612060131519737</id><published>2011-01-31T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T08:49:00.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't come &amp; go , like the others.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! In another 1days i'll be off to beijing for 7 days. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUbm0DM6ilI/AAAAAAAACxQ/RwBC934VnNo/s1600/tumblr_l667qnhpD01qa7oy5o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568391771177257554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUbm0DM6ilI/AAAAAAAACxQ/RwBC934VnNo/s400/tumblr_l667qnhpD01qa7oy5o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUbm0rYVWWI/AAAAAAAACxY/WA64Aj9Fmm0/s1600/tumblr_l667qnhpD01qa7oy5o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568391781962570082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUbm0rYVWWI/AAAAAAAACxY/WA64Aj9Fmm0/s400/tumblr_l667qnhpD01qa7oy5o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't blog yesterday due to lack of inspiration &amp;amp; nothing much to post eventually. Have been staying @ home the whole day playing computer yesterday . Slept around 5am+ , wana watch finish my dvd asap, so i can move on to the next one ^^v. Woke up @ 1pm + , went to prepared &amp;amp; then bus to ws to meet liling. Had mac for lunch then went to shop around ws , brought 3 pierce of shirts from cotton on &amp;amp; one bag from inks ! Ahahahaha, then bus to downtown to help mum buy some things, liling got herself a pair of sandals @ downtown too, she've been craving for that sandal like super long ago. After that , walk back home. Reached home, have a arguement with mummy. Got nothing much to do so decided to play blackshot, immm noob. :( k whatever, practice makes perfect ^^v.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im dying to see him before going to beijing, watch him from far i also happy lah ~ Hmm... shall go stalk him tomorrow after reporting + visit my grandma. ^^ Hope daddy's gona send me there so i can save my cab $$ ! :\:\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.45pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-7136612060131519737?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7136612060131519737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-only-we-didnt-meet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7136612060131519737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7136612060131519737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-only-we-didnt-meet.html' title='Don&apos;t come &amp; go , like the others.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUbm0DM6ilI/AAAAAAAACxQ/RwBC934VnNo/s72-c/tumblr_l667qnhpD01qa7oy5o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8167395324515732721</id><published>2011-01-29T06:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:15:58.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the first person that i think of when i wakes up.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I srsly hope your face with your sweet smile would stop appearing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUQtfCJWyLI/AAAAAAAACxA/m4xXzAlmxQo/s1600/tumblr_lcjqxhqKsc1qbunuco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567625050512083122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUQtfCJWyLI/AAAAAAAACxA/m4xXzAlmxQo/s400/tumblr_lcjqxhqKsc1qbunuco1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUQtfVBnARI/AAAAAAAACxI/AD4o9BaeE6g/s1600/tumblr_lcjqxhqKsc1qbunuco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567625055579865362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUQtfVBnARI/AAAAAAAACxI/AD4o9BaeE6g/s400/tumblr_lcjqxhqKsc1qbunuco1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" I never thought that i loved you so much " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Force myself to sleep around 4am, the drama im watching is really getting interesting that i can't bear to sleep :\ Hiakhiak. Woke up @ 11am, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh dear im late, was suppose to reach amk @ 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Went to get prepare asap then cab over to amk to meet xiaopang, went to his house to wait for him get prepare &amp;amp; then went to random blk slack for alittle while. Bus over to serangoon , nex mall to meet up with shaobin , gary , alan &amp;amp; co. Get to know gary's girlfriend,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;idk how spell her name. :\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she's so social &amp;amp; sweet. Can't stop having h2h talk with her. Hehehe. The guys was at arcade, and so went to walk around with gary's girlf. After that, headed to serangoon's ktv. Around 6pm+ , train to kovan pool, before going to play pool, the guys spend so much time on arcade again -.- k nvm, h2h talk with gary's girlf , too devoted till skip playing pool :\ Around 8pm+, the rest cab home, left xiaopang,gary, gary girlf &amp;amp; myself. Went to have dinner then headed to eat tau hui because gary's girlf is craving for it so badly. Haha, when she ate her tau hui she can't stop smiling. Hehehhe. Sat down talk &amp;amp; etc , hahaha interesting topics. Chitchat until 10pm+ &amp;amp; it suddenly rains so heavily. So hurried cab home. Hsh. Special thanks to xiaopang , gary &amp;amp; gary girlf for the awesome day. :) I really laugh alot today thanks to them. ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to let go after day by day. And i finally realise , being able to spend that 49days with you is already worth it. :) I still thinks about you thou, but im believe your face &amp;amp; those times with you will stop appearing on my mind one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PvfShSalUMY" frameborder="0" width="480" height="390" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song lyrics simplys express the feeling that i could never express out.&lt;br /&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;@11.11pm - i wana be happy, so he must be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8167395324515732721?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8167395324515732721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/youre-first-person-that-i-think-of-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8167395324515732721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8167395324515732721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/youre-first-person-that-i-think-of-when.html' title='You&apos;re the first person that i think of when i wakes up.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUQtfCJWyLI/AAAAAAAACxA/m4xXzAlmxQo/s72-c/tumblr_lcjqxhqKsc1qbunuco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-9040708595666846312</id><published>2011-01-28T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T07:08:58.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I wana blast her teeth out of her mouth. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TULbQnM9nTI/AAAAAAAACww/uINHiznyVf4/s1600/tumblr_ld3nx5Sxrq1qatnooo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567253167831096626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TULbQnM9nTI/AAAAAAAACww/uINHiznyVf4/s400/tumblr_ld3nx5Sxrq1qatnooo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TULbQu4csZI/AAAAAAAACw4/nYW_712z5QM/s1600/tumblr_ld3nx5Sxrq1qatnooo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567253169892536722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TULbQu4csZI/AAAAAAAACw4/nYW_712z5QM/s400/tumblr_ld3nx5Sxrq1qatnooo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" I lost to myself in my own game " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept around 5am, watching drama. Woke up @ 12pm+ , went to get prepare &amp;amp; stuff. Went down to meet kristysanrio with sister. Slack @ 230 while waiting for jeremychang to come down. Not long, jeremychang came, continue slacking for awhile deciding where to go :\ After deciding, bus to whitesand &amp;amp; train to bugis. Meet up with nicole &amp;amp; damien. Went to bugis street to shop, brought one top. After that headed to have steamboat since jeremychang insist of having it :):) And i spend my last $20 on steamboat ~ Slowly eat, chitchat &amp;amp; joke around. Around 8pm+ , separated with co &amp;amp; accompany sist to topshop to buy her top &amp;amp; then train home. Reached ws , saw reuben &amp;amp; chatted for awhile then bus home. Hsh. I can't get him out of my mind i swear, even when im eating i thinks of him. Fuck. k bai, im mad angry now. I can't stand it, i hate it. Fuck , i feel like screaming @ your face. :@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried, i really did tried not to think about you &amp;amp; forget abt you. But i really can't do it. Every time i wake up, first thing i think of is you, Even when im eating, bathing &amp;amp; doing other stuffs. I just can't stop thinking of you. I keep reminding myself about those horrible words you said to me, but i srsly can't bring myself to hate you. Tell me what to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.07pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-9040708595666846312?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9040708595666846312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-well-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9040708595666846312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9040708595666846312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-well-soon.html' title='Get well soon.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TULbQnM9nTI/AAAAAAAACww/uINHiznyVf4/s72-c/tumblr_ld3nx5Sxrq1qatnooo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2492316159884732212</id><published>2011-01-27T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:46:05.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be happy.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I'm worried, my heart is aching. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUFyifYX_pI/AAAAAAAACwc/5K-pq_hYaxY/s400/coffee-and-cigarettes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUFyiXoQcuI/AAAAAAAACwk/ZZXfLzfLB6I/s400/coffee-and-cigarettes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"It hurts to know that he'll never remember the things you'll never forget."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept around 3am +, Was chatting with shunwei on phone before conferencing with xiaopang &amp;amp; shaobing. Like a funny only the way they talk (hehehe) After hanging up, texting with shaobing till he fall asleep :@:@. Watch dvd for alittle while &amp;amp; felt super sleepy and fall asleep. Woke up around 12pm then nua on bed for alittle while &amp;amp; fall asleep again -_- Woke up @ 3pm + &amp;amp; dad isn't free to fetch me to bedok. So obviously if i still don't hurry up im gona be late for reporting. So tried to rush and get ready asap. Mum is worried that i will be late so she helped me pay for cab fare. Cab to bedok and met jiahong otw to reporting, went reporting with him then bus home with him. Reached home, computer all the way. K bai, im gona look thru all my previous post in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear.... im feeling super heartache uh. His upset &amp;amp; yet i can't do anything. I really wana be there for him now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@9.27pm.&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/8875514479976660963-2492316159884732212?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2492316159884732212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/heartache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2492316159884732212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2492316159884732212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/heartache.html' title='Please be happy.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUFyifYX_pI/AAAAAAAACwc/5K-pq_hYaxY/s72-c/coffee-and-cigarettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1004141319715681071</id><published>2011-01-26T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T07:03:08.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect love is silent melody.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I can't stand two-headed kind of character, esp when i thought they're the true one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUA2l9EVkKI/AAAAAAAACwQ/howQQsWLmCk/s1600/tumblr_ldfayoSrn71qfwg0ho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566509165105746082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUA2l9EVkKI/AAAAAAAACwQ/howQQsWLmCk/s400/tumblr_ldfayoSrn71qfwg0ho1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUA2lpExjjI/AAAAAAAACwI/aF3hbD-tFS4/s1600/tumblr_ldfayoSrn71qfwg0ho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566509159738871346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUA2lpExjjI/AAAAAAAACwI/aF3hbD-tFS4/s400/tumblr_ldfayoSrn71qfwg0ho1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's really tough to pretend not to love someone when you still do."&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;Slept around 3am + after hanging up xiaopang's call. Was chitchatting with him on phone. Woke up @ 10am + went to prepare etc then train to paya lebar , took cab to lynn's house. Reached her house, h2h talk &amp;amp; etc. Some incident happen , left her hse straight after she shower. Bus to kpool, played few rounds of pool. Then look @ lynn use computer etc. Recieve wenjun's text &amp;amp; hurried cab to tamp his hse to meet him. Slack2 @ his hse as usual. Some cockup things happen again, like always sia recently. Around 9pm + , drop lynn @ tamp inter then cab home. Hsh. &amp;amp; ohya, yesterday hsh whole day after reporting ^^v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 49 days of luv, or should i say suffering ? Hiakhiak. I finally gave up loving him because no point having him but not his heart. Since he have already have someone he really wants then i shall srsly just let it go uh + all those harsh words he said to was really horrible. But nevermind, since im gona let it go. Cannot be lover, be friends. Cannot be friends, be enermie hor? :):) Plus , all those sweet stuff he once mentioned to me was all craps, he finally told me the true. Oh dear, im so navie :( Hahahaha ! Wtf, fuck myself. But still i'll never forget those awesome times spent with him althought it's nonsense+craps to him because those time really was superduper awesome! (5th,7th,10th,22th) How i wish time could just rewind &amp;amp; pause @ those times, but hahahaha it's never gona happen. So yeah, hearts dead but i still gona let my heart guide him silently. Praying for him to be happy &amp;amp; also be safe. :) All the best sweet, goodluck to you &amp;amp; her. Argh, srsly hate myself when i say things that i don't wana say. -_- You happy = I happy ! So why not, just let it go. HAHAAHAHA, Omfg i just feel like dying. Why didn't i just listern to Luv's advice from the starting :(:( Whatever lah, Fuck love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i say i don't and wont love you anymore, im just lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q_mpzqSqrdk" frameborder="0" width="480" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This song really express what im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1004141319715681071?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1004141319715681071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect-love-is-silent-melody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1004141319715681071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1004141319715681071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect-love-is-silent-melody.html' title='The perfect love is silent melody.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TUA2l9EVkKI/AAAAAAAACwQ/howQQsWLmCk/s72-c/tumblr_ldfayoSrn71qfwg0ho1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1298602530142423294</id><published>2011-01-24T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:11:48.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without reason, I just love you.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! True love doesn't strive for repayment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Being strong is just a pretence. "&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been updating blog for the past two days, due to lack of inspiration and don't have the mood to do so. So many cockup things happen the past two days, Have been crying non-stop. I tried to stay strong but i just couldn't hold back my tears and my tears just flow down like watertap. I won't give up, i swear i won't give up. Rotting @ home for today. The past two days have been going to wenjun's hse. :) Yesterday, Kristy &amp;amp; gerald came up my hse, had h2h talks &amp;amp; etc. Cheerup kristysanrio ! :) Imm gona emo like a fucker already, watch some teevee use some tissue hear some emo songs. K bai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TT6EKlk_UmI/AAAAAAAACv4/S9TtFqQ7sO4/s1600/168245_130053937057870_100001597935860_201233_3931009_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566031506897326690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TT6EKlk_UmI/AAAAAAAACv4/S9TtFqQ7sO4/s400/168245_130053937057870_100001597935860_201233_3931009_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TT6ELbMiJiI/AAAAAAAACwA/C1roszIR710/s1600/168245_130053937057870_100001597935860_201233_3931009_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566031521290266146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TT6ELbMiJiI/AAAAAAAACwA/C1roszIR710/s400/168245_130053937057870_100001597935860_201233_3931009_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;" I love you dearest, thanks for everything. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this period of time when im down, i know this really wonderful dearest of mine, Lynniie Teo. I know her on the 22th jan, thru wenjun. She've big beautiful eyes &amp;amp; she's a really sweet &amp;amp; caring girl. She've been lending me her ears &amp;amp; giving me encouragement whenever i'm feeling down. It's the 3rd day i've know her yet it seems to be a year that i've know her. Dearest, i just wana say, thanks for everything, thanks for standing on my side. Cya tomorrow dearest. Luvyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@4.07pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1298602530142423294?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1298602530142423294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/without-reason-i-just-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1298602530142423294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1298602530142423294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/without-reason-i-just-love-you.html' title='Without reason, I just love you.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TT6EKlk_UmI/AAAAAAAACv4/S9TtFqQ7sO4/s72-c/168245_130053937057870_100001597935860_201233_3931009_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4221479881629721154</id><published>2011-01-22T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T06:24:54.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Imm happygal94 for that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTroT_EXoWI/AAAAAAAACvo/y9w2j5GpBa4/s1600/22Jan2011%252C%2Bfirst%2Bgift%2Bfrom%2Bwenjun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565015719614587234" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTroT_EXoWI/AAAAAAAACvo/y9w2j5GpBa4/s400/22Jan2011%252C%2Bfirst%2Bgift%2Bfrom%2Bwenjun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTroUtcdXjI/AAAAAAAACvw/fEYbwqcotIs/s1600/22Jan2011%252C%2Bfirst%2Bgift%2Bfrom%2Bwenjun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565015732063657522" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTroUtcdXjI/AAAAAAAACvw/fEYbwqcotIs/s400/22Jan2011%252C%2Bfirst%2Bgift%2Bfrom%2Bwenjun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" This is gona accompany me everynight before i sleep. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, i srsly need to apologise to Shaun wong for not being able to attend his birthday celebration with co. Imm super sorry about it. Had fun today i swear. Sweet post for today, ending with a First gift from him picture ! ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your luv in return, as long as you're happy and i'll be happy too despite how much i've suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10.24pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4221479881629721154?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4221479881629721154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4221479881629721154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4221479881629721154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/blessed.html' title='Blessed.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTroT_EXoWI/AAAAAAAACvo/y9w2j5GpBa4/s72-c/22Jan2011%252C%2Bfirst%2Bgift%2Bfrom%2Bwenjun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5184842371144694877</id><published>2011-01-21T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T03:19:34.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PaperHeart.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Rot at home once again, really mad boring i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTlfS3BXw7I/AAAAAAAACuo/SmzOFFufRXk/s1600/tumblr_lcfmjqa6Qu1qdhbhio1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564583592204944306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTlfS3BXw7I/AAAAAAAACuo/SmzOFFufRXk/s400/tumblr_lcfmjqa6Qu1qdhbhio1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTlfTL2l8hI/AAAAAAAACuw/fkVfIA4jHMI/s1600/tumblr_lcfmjqa6Qu1qdhbhio1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564583597796880914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTlfTL2l8hI/AAAAAAAACuw/fkVfIA4jHMI/s400/tumblr_lcfmjqa6Qu1qdhbhio1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Awesome moment spent with you, appears on my mind every single sec. "&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, play auditionsea, got myself a sweet loving couple, x3Question on the 19012011. (k). Good + kind soul like me, help wenjun level two time , got two awesome rewards from him (Y)(Y). Playing audition half way, whole leg started to ache like crazy. So hurried off computer &amp;amp; went to lie on bed, but the ache makes me couldn't fall asleep. Manage to fall asleep after that, woke up @ 12pm + by my maid. Went to shower then brother brought his girlfriend,tammy home. Had lunch with tammy, chitchat while my brother go shower. After lunch, auditionsea alittle while then went to watch drama. And i painted new nails colour again, silver nail polish! Im having bad tummy cramp now, mad pain. :@ K baibai, im gona audition again ltr. &lt;strong&gt;I miss him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 14 - All about your family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family has a average income, My family has Father, Mother , Younger brother, Youngster sister and my maid. I includ my maid as a part of our family because she've been staying with us since im in primary school, so it's like a total 10 years already. My father is not those really open-minded kind of thinking &amp;amp; his super protective. My mum is a very easy-going person, (in the past, She's super open-minded. dk why now she have the same thinking like my dad). My both youngser siblings are a cute ass but also sometime they're really a annoying fucker. My maid throw tempers when she is in a bad mood, but when she's in a good mood i really luv her. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@6.42pm&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/8875514479976660963-5184842371144694877?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5184842371144694877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/paperheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5184842371144694877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5184842371144694877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/paperheart.html' title='PaperHeart.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTlfS3BXw7I/AAAAAAAACuo/SmzOFFufRXk/s72-c/tumblr_lcfmjqa6Qu1qdhbhio1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6092224770642325580</id><published>2011-01-20T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T06:17:16.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i can stop at the perfect moment.</title><content type='html'>hello readers! Today was a horrible day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TThDD2CdzhI/AAAAAAAACug/J0PIYYWorDo/s1600/AVKULEQCA7Q43HLCAKARK7RCAYK6LX4CAFSDN1HCAQ6BAHOCAEN10O8CAXZ7L4QCAFTI59NCAUGI88BCAGHO0L6CASGHW6DCAUUSIFSCAME6K3JCAG7SUNTCAHUE8ZQCATNB8BKCAUZFVAACAUYYR67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564271072940772882" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TThDD2CdzhI/AAAAAAAACug/J0PIYYWorDo/s320/AVKULEQCA7Q43HLCAKARK7RCAYK6LX4CAFSDN1HCAQ6BAHOCAEN10O8CAXZ7L4QCAFTI59NCAUGI88BCAGHO0L6CASGHW6DCAUUSIFSCAME6K3JCAG7SUNTCAHUE8ZQCATNB8BKCAUZFVAACAUYYR67.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TThDDtaQZBI/AAAAAAAACuY/DRlcoolRKh0/s1600/AVKULEQCA7Q43HLCAKARK7RCAYK6LX4CAFSDN1HCAQ6BAHOCAEN10O8CAXZ7L4QCAFTI59NCAUGI88BCAGHO0L6CASGHW6DCAUUSIFSCAME6K3JCAG7SUNTCAHUE8ZQCATNB8BKCAUZFVAACAUYYR67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564271070624637970" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TThDDtaQZBI/AAAAAAAACuY/DRlcoolRKh0/s320/AVKULEQCA7Q43HLCAKARK7RCAYK6LX4CAFSDN1HCAQ6BAHOCAEN10O8CAXZ7L4QCAFTI59NCAUGI88BCAGHO0L6CASGHW6DCAUUSIFSCAME6K3JCAG7SUNTCAHUE8ZQCATNB8BKCAUZFVAACAUYYR67.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Can i really let you go this time round ? " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up @ 9am+ , dad sent me to bedok hq to report. Hsh, dvd for awhile then went to jeremychang's house to meet kristysanrio &amp;amp; jeremychang. Slack2, suddenly couldn't hold back my tears &amp;amp; just let it flow down after holding it back for a certain period. Around 1pm+ , jeremychang went off. H2h talk with kristysanrio &amp;amp; felt so much better. Waited for kristysanrio to bath &amp;amp; stuff , cab over to wenjun's house. Waited for him like hours outside his house. Thanks kristysanrio for accompanying me. While waiting, tears just flow down again like water tap. Kristysanrio didn't stop cheering me up! (Y) Thanks love. Not long , wenjun came. Went in his house to slack awhile , kristysanrio went off after that i think, couldn't remember. Was feeling super down &amp;amp; shag. Slack2, around 7.30pm+ cab to tamp lan, auditionsea with wenjun like a funny. Hehehe, around 8pm+ cab home. Hsh , bathe , teevee now posting. Have to help that stupid wenjun train his auditionsea account ~ :D:D &lt;strong&gt;I really wish i can pause time @ that perfect moment, cause i wouldn't know when the next perfect moment gona happen again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristysanrio, Thanks luv for being there for me in the afternoon. I wasn't really myself but i still heard &amp;amp; remember every single things you said to me, (heartmelted). Luvyou. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10.14pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6092224770642325580?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6092224770642325580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wish-i-can-stop-at-perfect-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6092224770642325580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6092224770642325580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wish-i-can-stop-at-perfect-moment.html' title='I wish i can stop at the perfect moment.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TThDD2CdzhI/AAAAAAAACug/J0PIYYWorDo/s72-c/AVKULEQCA7Q43HLCAKARK7RCAYK6LX4CAFSDN1HCAQ6BAHOCAEN10O8CAXZ7L4QCAFTI59NCAUGI88BCAGHO0L6CASGHW6DCAUUSIFSCAME6K3JCAG7SUNTCAHUE8ZQCATNB8BKCAUZFVAACAUYYR67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8901279560653299038</id><published>2011-01-19T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T02:46:51.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like you, if you met you ?</title><content type='html'>Hello readers ! Short post for today because i don't have anything to blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarIyHP56I/AAAAAAAACtY/RK92Vkp3fu0/s1600/jh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563822557042304930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarIyHP56I/AAAAAAAACtY/RK92Vkp3fu0/s400/jh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarJZh8UyI/AAAAAAAACtg/MIDpTfTpzMU/s1600/jh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563822567623250722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarJZh8UyI/AAAAAAAACtg/MIDpTfTpzMU/s400/jh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Waiting is better than saying goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not loving you'll be the greatest pain. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slept @ 4am , woke up @ 3.30pm. Had lunch &amp;amp; stuff, computer all the way till now. Sister gave me the inspiration to change my entire blogskin instead of the background only. Had no idea what blogskin to change into So, had sister blogskins code for help &amp;amp; it's about the same as her but not exactly the same, change some colour codes &amp;amp; stuff. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks Liling Happypill (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing to post already, Come back ltr if i've more things to post. Stay tune. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarz0eKFmI/AAAAAAAACt4/BRezKHuhh7I/s1600/tumblr_lbm3afoami1qepbqxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563823296409638498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarz0eKFmI/AAAAAAAACt4/BRezKHuhh7I/s320/tumblr_lbm3afoami1qepbqxo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarzYsSD3I/AAAAAAAACto/I_X8d6EvP1U/s1600/P3140026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563823288952688498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarzYsSD3I/AAAAAAAACto/I_X8d6EvP1U/s320/P3140026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I turned on my computer and listen to your song. Oh God...your melody makes my heart melt. A word to explain I cannot find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@5.19pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Edited :\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTa9hHDaf8I/AAAAAAAACuQ/P5Mic42Fsrg/s1600/tumblr_l0aqufhnkR1qa5v3ko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563842766189526978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTa9hHDaf8I/AAAAAAAACuQ/P5Mic42Fsrg/s320/tumblr_l0aqufhnkR1qa5v3ko1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTa9g5yDbnI/AAAAAAAACuI/JM1Fs4uDxhk/s1600/tumblr_l0aqufhnkR1qa5v3ko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563842762627051122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTa9g5yDbnI/AAAAAAAACuI/JM1Fs4uDxhk/s320/tumblr_l0aqufhnkR1qa5v3ko1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" I miss him, so badly. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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="left"&gt;Omfg, My shoulder is aching like fuck. Busy editing blogskin again &amp;amp; again &amp;amp; finally im done with it. Also finally done with my link's. Wanted to arrange &amp;amp; remove dead link since 12345 months ago but end up gave up half way cause too lazy. Finally im done with it &amp;amp; im super proud of myself, (hehehe). K imm gona have my dinner &amp;amp; fb already ! I wana go far east to shop again soon !!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@6.45pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8901279560653299038?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8901279560653299038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/would-you-like-you-if-you-met-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8901279560653299038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8901279560653299038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/would-you-like-you-if-you-met-you.html' title='Would you like you, if you met you ?'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTarIyHP56I/AAAAAAAACtY/RK92Vkp3fu0/s72-c/jh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6252198063752458919</id><published>2011-01-18T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T02:59:00.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! It's the 4th day im not see-ing him, im dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVtQ0BPtCI/AAAAAAAACsk/vZoWw3G6XRM/s1600/tumblr_lanyhtcMvV1qa4bkpo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563473050295317538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVtQ0BPtCI/AAAAAAAACsk/vZoWw3G6XRM/s320/tumblr_lanyhtcMvV1qa4bkpo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVtQePn2oI/AAAAAAAACsc/-WHzkHvd_IY/s1600/tumblr_lanyhtcMvV1qa4bkpo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563473044450040450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVtQePn2oI/AAAAAAAACsc/-WHzkHvd_IY/s320/tumblr_lanyhtcMvV1qa4bkpo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" I don't think you'll ever want to love me "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woke up @ 10.50am + by my mum. Went to hurry bathe &amp;amp; get prepare. Dad send me to bedok hq to report. After reporting went to paya lebar with parents to get some winter wear for beijing's trip. ^^v. After that, headed to Tamp One. Had our late lunch first then headed to get more winter cloths, Mum brought me three long sleeve for me ^^v. Headed home after that. Hsh, fb and tumblr looking for pictures. Ah, feeling super upset now, suppose to meet him tomorrow but he couldn't make it as his not free. He asked me out today but im too lazy &amp;amp; too tired to go out &amp;amp; mum doesn't allow too cause she claim i've been going out like everyday which is Nonsense -_-. Will be meeting him on thursday after my reporting, Excited lah. Have been tearing everynight just because i miss him :\ Hahahaha, i wana go schooooooooooooooool :(:( Im so bored. &amp;amp; I srsly hope my april intake wouldn't be unsuccessful or else im gona waste one year. k bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;strong&gt; great&lt;/strong&gt; love, its when you &lt;strong&gt;shed tears&lt;/strong&gt; for him but you &lt;strong&gt;still care&lt;/strong&gt; for him. It's when he &lt;strong&gt;ignored &lt;/strong&gt;you but you &lt;strong&gt;still long&lt;/strong&gt; for him. Its when he starts&lt;strong&gt; loving another&lt;/strong&gt; and yet you manage to &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; and courage to say "&lt;strong&gt; Im happy for you&lt;/strong&gt; " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ending my post with a picture that i think it's funny. &amp;amp; i find it so true. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVwwRpi0XI/AAAAAAAACss/t6bxasMw4Oc/s1600/tumblr_ktjctwgkM51qandeko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563476889359798642" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVwwRpi0XI/AAAAAAAACss/t6bxasMw4Oc/s320/tumblr_ktjctwgkM51qandeko1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVw8uFJm6I/AAAAAAAACs8/Vlswkxox83w/s1600/tumblr_ktjctwgkM51qandeko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563477103150209954" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVw8uFJm6I/AAAAAAAACs8/Vlswkxox83w/s320/tumblr_ktjctwgkM51qandeko1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@6.54pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6252198063752458919?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6252198063752458919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/jealousy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6252198063752458919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6252198063752458919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTVtQ0BPtCI/AAAAAAAACsk/vZoWw3G6XRM/s72-c/tumblr_lanyhtcMvV1qa4bkpo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1730391021355513847</id><published>2011-01-17T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T01:22:16.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! I miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't update yesterday(16/01), was feeling really tired after coming back home from Anna Sissydar sweet 15th advance celebration @ Changi SAF. Sweet &amp;amp; short form about what happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAXDaMhII/AAAAAAAACrE/H9bKGIq3VLc/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563071835761575042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAXDaMhII/AAAAAAAACrE/H9bKGIq3VLc/s320/28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAX02hXHI/AAAAAAAACrU/53oOkVZgdn4/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563071849033718898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAX02hXHI/AAAAAAAACrU/53oOkVZgdn4/s320/28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAXfHvBaI/AAAAAAAACrM/Vew3Y0v3Jak/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563071843200337314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAXfHvBaI/AAAAAAAACrM/Vew3Y0v3Jak/s320/28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" You're an ass, But i love you anyway "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up @ 11am+ by sister, was told to hurry up &amp;amp; rush to ws.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reached ws, meet up with Clement,Zhizheng &amp;amp; Ernie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bus over to Shanqian hse. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They mahjong, Sist &amp;amp; me was going up &amp;amp; down the house to slack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Around 5pm+ , bus over to Changi SAF to Anna's party. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk around with sister &amp;amp; then sister went off &amp;amp; I wana be alone @ the beach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ston @ the beach, sitting on the rock stone for like 1hour, having my earpiece on, Tears just drip while i think of him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, Dad came to fetch sist &amp;amp; brother home. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slack with Darren &amp;amp; co. PhotoSpam (Pictures @&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/album.php?aid=266003&amp;amp;id=679860734"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/album.php?aid=266003&amp;amp;id=679860734&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Around 10pm+ , Kup cab with darren &amp;amp; nigel. Alighted first ! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hsh around 10.45pm , bathe , teevee &amp;amp; toh @ 2.30am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQCFkCNVrI/AAAAAAAACrc/h9GNM2G8sB8/s1600/quote-idkHow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563073734304945842" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQCFkCNVrI/AAAAAAAACrc/h9GNM2G8sB8/s320/quote-idkHow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQCFwZidGI/AAAAAAAACrs/l-e-g0y04yM/s1600/quote-idkHow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563073737624024162" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQCFwZidGI/AAAAAAAACrs/l-e-g0y04yM/s320/quote-idkHow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" i miss you &amp;amp; i really dk what to do abt it. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today(17/01), Having serious bad headache that i couldn't even get myself out of the bed. Offically awake @ 3pm. Had lunch &amp;amp; then washup. Currently now posting, Not going to be going out today ^^v, But idk what should i do @ home, like a sian. Tsktsk. Im gona rest on bed &amp;amp; Take a short nap. Tomorrow shopping with mummy @ Tamp after my reporting, to get my winter cloths for beijing trip in two weeks time. My black hair colour is fading &amp;amp; it isn't that black as what it was before, Hopefully I.O won't notice it &amp;amp; ask me to dye it black again ah! Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you x10000000. :'( It's the third day not see-ing you and it felt like a year. Meet me soon, sweetheart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;@4.54pm. &lt;/p&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/8875514479976660963-1730391021355513847?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1730391021355513847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1730391021355513847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1730391021355513847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweetheart.html' title='Sweetheart.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTQAXDaMhII/AAAAAAAACrE/H9bKGIq3VLc/s72-c/28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4577218577155896925</id><published>2011-01-15T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:05:39.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before it begans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnT4GlpGI/AAAAAAAACqc/NvMuIPxdBlk/s1600/IMGP1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562410974698644578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnT4GlpGI/AAAAAAAACqc/NvMuIPxdBlk/s320/IMGP1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnTsTq0pI/AAAAAAAACqU/qHRu8Jy_cLY/s1600/IMGP1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562410971532284562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnTsTq0pI/AAAAAAAACqU/qHRu8Jy_cLY/s320/IMGP1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnTVn6-3I/AAAAAAAACqM/hlkO8u6RM1g/s1600/IMGP1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562410965443214194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnTVn6-3I/AAAAAAAACqM/hlkO8u6RM1g/s320/IMGP1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Song lyrics can easily describe all your feelings. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello readers ! Throw aways those memories, Start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept @ 4am sharp, Hahaha. Woke up @ 1pm , decided to accompany sist to tamp, the plans keep changing -_-, went to bathe &amp;amp; prepare. Walk over to 230 meet junhan &amp;amp; reuben. Then bus to tamp, walk around cs &amp;amp; tm. Got alot stuffs :):) then cab over to house area slack2 for alittle while, hsh around 7pm +. &lt;em&gt;I feel so kena bastard that kind of feeling i swear, Both suppose to be bff isn't who they're anymore. Fuck shits, k nvm. I don't wana dwell on it anymore. Times gona heal everything, i believe i can still move on, Goodbye. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i forgot i only exists to you when you need something. @dailyteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGpi2SiJmI/AAAAAAAACqs/t4hmgWAmnSw/s1600/IMGP1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562413430933169762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGpi2SiJmI/AAAAAAAACqs/t4hmgWAmnSw/s320/IMGP1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGoM0KJOFI/AAAAAAAACqk/3BxVSK1E0Ew/s1600/IMGP1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562411952892360786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGoM0KJOFI/AAAAAAAACqk/3BxVSK1E0Ew/s320/IMGP1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Liling Happypill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hello my dearest sweetheart, You've been a awesome sister that stands on my side no matter what happen &amp;amp; im srsly super grateful to you. Now that you're feeling upset, i don't know what to say or do to cheer you up. But dear, i don't like seeing you in your current states. I wana see the happy you. So get back to your real self soon okay ! My shoulders &amp;amp; my ears are always here for you. I love you ♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@9.51pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4577218577155896925?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4577218577155896925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/before-it-begans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4577218577155896925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4577218577155896925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/before-it-begans.html' title='Before it begans.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTGnT4GlpGI/AAAAAAAACqc/NvMuIPxdBlk/s72-c/IMGP1334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-7089028324994569012</id><published>2011-01-14T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:32:35.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTCWVeaqPDI/AAAAAAAACp0/IxCxI4BHF3Y/s1600/tumblr_lba15pzNuh1qe0hneo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562110835488865330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTCWVeaqPDI/AAAAAAAACp0/IxCxI4BHF3Y/s320/tumblr_lba15pzNuh1qe0hneo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTCWVM_O1MI/AAAAAAAACps/tH3oiHRd4mc/s1600/tumblr_lba15pzNuh1qe0hneo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562110830810420418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTCWVM_O1MI/AAAAAAAACps/tH3oiHRd4mc/s320/tumblr_lba15pzNuh1qe0hneo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;" He ask me If i love him. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello readers! His words srsly make me wonder all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having trouble sleeping i swear, im sleepy but i can't seems to sleep ._. But around 4.30am i manage to force myself to sleep :):) Woke up @ 1pm+ but nua on bed &amp;amp; fall asleep again and woke up again @ 3pm. On the same time, sister got back home from tampinese with mum to get her sickening watch ._. So discussing with her where to go. Decided to go meet wenjun (hehe) , so got sister to accompany me. Cab to his house &amp;amp; slack2. Around evening, get scolding from wenjun's mum -_- for some reasons but after that, we joke around etc. Haha, then went rounding with wenjun &amp;amp; sister with his electric bike. Haha, sister had a bad day today i swear :\:\ Rounding awhile then cab home. Hsh around 9pm+. Watch teevee &amp;amp; had late dinner. Currently watching youtube video's with brother. Gona audition with wenlong later :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.55pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-7089028324994569012?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7089028324994569012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7089028324994569012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/7089028324994569012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TTCWVeaqPDI/AAAAAAAACp0/IxCxI4BHF3Y/s72-c/tumblr_lba15pzNuh1qe0hneo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-1535931155317045512</id><published>2011-01-13T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T04:25:07.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess you're outta luck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS7unCZA30I/AAAAAAAACow/ez5OZzH2O8I/s1600/Photographyquotesandsayings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561644944273235778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS7unCZA30I/AAAAAAAACow/ez5OZzH2O8I/s320/Photographyquotesandsayings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS7um5nYINI/AAAAAAAACoo/ZWhvmw0Obmw/s1600/Photographyquotesandsayings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561644941917561042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS7um5nYINI/AAAAAAAACoo/ZWhvmw0Obmw/s320/Photographyquotesandsayings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I misses him till i don't know how to put it in words anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello readers! I was fine before he walked into my life, Now he made me speechless for how much i misses/loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept @ 4.30 last night, watching dvd again &amp;amp; again -_-. Woke up @ 2pm+, lunch &amp;amp; then went to bathe and change. Went to jeremychang's house to meet kristy &amp;amp; jeremy. Not long, went to bus over to bedok, After reporting bus back to jeremychang house slack2. Around 6pm+, Theodora precious &amp;amp; huishan came &amp;amp; slack alittle while. Hsh around 7pm+. Argh, fuck my moood. :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; it when parents says " no " but no reason. - @dailyteen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-1535931155317045512?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1535931155317045512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-youre-outta-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1535931155317045512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/1535931155317045512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-youre-outta-luck.html' title='Guess you&apos;re outta luck.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS7unCZA30I/AAAAAAAACow/ez5OZzH2O8I/s72-c/Photographyquotesandsayings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6272798591175103131</id><published>2011-01-12T06:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:21:21.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS23AzAR9-I/AAAAAAAACog/iJv3h4bipr4/s1600/1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561302339191699426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS23AzAR9-I/AAAAAAAACog/iJv3h4bipr4/s320/1308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS23AqparqI/AAAAAAAACoY/5GXGQMPB4q4/s1600/1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561302336948317858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS23AqparqI/AAAAAAAACoY/5GXGQMPB4q4/s320/1308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello readers! I dont know how to smile anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 1pm + , nua on bed till 2 + then went to bathe &amp;amp; had lunch. Use computer awhile had a sacastic talk with mum ._. dont know whats wrong also. Around 3 pm + , went down to meet marcus then went to central then cab to wenjun's house slack. Slack etc till 8, He send me home by his electric bike. Hsh around 8 +. Im feeling so moody that i didnt talk much today &amp;amp; wenjun say im weird today :(:( But kinda happy when he had my hand place around him &amp;amp; he say his cold &amp;amp; he wants my hug ! ^^v Short post today, feeling so ....... -_- now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know when can i meet him again, sighs :( Mum &amp;amp; dad don't blame me because i didn't manage to get into ite. Blame ite course. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks Wenjun for trying to cheer me up today ! ^^v. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said his sad when he see me upset, He said he don't want me to be like this because it make his heartache. (Heartmelted)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;@10.13pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6272798591175103131?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6272798591175103131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/moody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6272798591175103131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6272798591175103131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/moody.html' title='Moody.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TS23AzAR9-I/AAAAAAAACog/iJv3h4bipr4/s72-c/1308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-9187543604454648387</id><published>2011-01-11T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:10:01.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't here for your entertainment.</title><content type='html'>Hello darlings! Im worried,Im afraid,Im going to lost you someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSws4GrnBxI/AAAAAAAACnU/veiwhxiBaEY/s1600/167285_489876030734_679860734_6159054_2392926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560868982273541906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSws4GrnBxI/AAAAAAAACnU/veiwhxiBaEY/s320/167285_489876030734_679860734_6159054_2392926_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSws4ZWzVfI/AAAAAAAACnc/sJ6j16Wsd0g/s1600/167285_489876030734_679860734_6159054_2392926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560868987286541810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSws4ZWzVfI/AAAAAAAACnc/sJ6j16Wsd0g/s320/167285_489876030734_679860734_6159054_2392926_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Nothing hurts more than realizing he meant everything to you,&lt;br /&gt;but you meant nothing to him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9th, Sister woke me up @ 1pm+ to accompany her to tm to Supercut to cut her fringe. So went to bathe &amp;amp; stuffs, cab over to tm to have her hair cut. After that, shop for alittle while &amp;amp; then decided to go stalk people ^^v. Went there, was afraid to be seen by him but @ the same time was hoping to see him. (LOL) So, manage to saw him from far with his friends, Not bad ah. A small achievement. Went to hse area 7-11 to meet kristy sanrio &amp;amp; jeremy chang with sister. KristySanrio bring down her new brought camera &amp;amp; took plenty of pix with her camera. Haha :$:$ Sister went home first then JeremyChang went off @ around 7pm+. Continue slacking for alittle while. Hsh around 8+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwn6m5q3BI/AAAAAAAACm0/eHvVvJpzRIY/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560863527724047378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwn6m5q3BI/AAAAAAAACm0/eHvVvJpzRIY/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwn6-KKvXI/AAAAAAAACm8/iQsErkYrkHo/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560863533967261042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwn6-KKvXI/AAAAAAAACm8/iQsErkYrkHo/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwnnHi9QkI/AAAAAAAACmk/0NzwmImeHWk/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560863192889770562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwnnHi9QkI/AAAAAAAACmk/0NzwmImeHWk/s320/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwnvmmi9VI/AAAAAAAACms/KQ0TLMazxi0/s1600/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Should i smile because you're my friend or cry&lt;br /&gt;because that's all we'll ever be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th, Woke up @ 10.30pm. Was suppose to meet wenjun then go coral tgt, but didn't went again ._. he have to go to ite for his orientation. So, went to theodora precious house slack awhile before heading to coral to meet sist &amp;amp; co. Around 1pm+, bus over to coral. Met sist, darren, jingheng, Nigel then went to a blk to slack. Soon shaun, brother, Sam, Guoyi &amp;amp; etc came. Slack alittle while all spilt. Bus over to triple four meet Jeremychang, Kristysanrio, Ebenezer &amp;amp; Jiawei. Had our lunch there before heading to prp to slack with jeremychang &amp;amp; kristysanrio. It was drizzling &amp;amp; thought no big deal. Slack alittle while, wenjun came over to find me with his electric bike &amp;amp; its raining heavily &amp;amp; his kinda drenched :(:( even thought he had his umberalla ._. So slack alittle while, JeremyChang had to go, Wenjun lent them his umberalla so that they could slowly walk out of prp to take bus. So wenjun was riding me under the rain around prp then went to tamp to collect his pants. Went to a park to dry ourself cause im feeling super duper cold &amp;amp; his so sweet to give me warm tight hug &amp;amp; told me he don't wana me to fall sick. (Heart melted, hehe) So yeah, still feeling cold so he hurried ride back home so that i could dry myself @ his house. Manage to dry my hair but not my cloths, lucky me bring along a extra pant so change over to the pant &amp;amp; he borrowed me one of his cloths (Y)(Y) hurry cab home to bathe before i really fall sick. Hsh around 10+. Around 11+ , webcam with wenjun. Omfg i swear his so fucking cute :\:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- - - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560867354926477138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwrZYV1b1I/AAAAAAAACnE/xD6dnExjNhE/s320/4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwrZuS5noI/AAAAAAAACnM/94uXwD_U_Eo/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560867360819748482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSwrZuS5noI/AAAAAAAACnM/94uXwD_U_Eo/s320/4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears are dripping,Heart are breaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th, Today woke up to check my ite appeal result &amp;amp; guess what ? It's unsuccessful, fucking shit i swear. Super pissedoff :@:@ Have to wait for april intake already. I want to go school, i want to study, i don't want to work ! :(:( Went to bathe &amp;amp; change then went off to bedok to report as usual. Bus over &amp;amp; then bus back home. Hsh. Now posting, Immm so bored. His shirt His smell. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im not suppose to love you, im not suppose to care, im not suppose to live my life hoping you were there. Im not suppose to wonder where you are or what you're doing, but i can't help it, cause im in love with you ♥♥.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@6.10pm.&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/8875514479976660963-9187543604454648387?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9187543604454648387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-aint-here-for-your-entertainment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9187543604454648387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/9187543604454648387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-aint-here-for-your-entertainment.html' title='I ain&apos;t here for your entertainment.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSws4GrnBxI/AAAAAAAACnU/veiwhxiBaEY/s72-c/167285_489876030734_679860734_6159054_2392926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4583929569518169195</id><published>2011-01-08T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:20:03.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I pray to be with you thru rain and shiny day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiSBRAeohI/AAAAAAAAClg/Y7kNzwt0MJg/s1600/IMGP1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854290431812114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiSBRAeohI/AAAAAAAAClg/Y7kNzwt0MJg/s400/IMGP1108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Hello darlings! It's like a 11.59pm now. :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th,&lt;/strong&gt; Was suppose to meet wenjun under my blk @ 12pm then he send me to Coral secondary to fetch Liling, anna &amp;amp; co since he will be going to coral to meet his friends too. Around 11.30am+ still haven't recieve his call and i thought he overslept or maybe he left home without his phone. So waited under my blk @ 12, but after awhile he stil haven't came so cab to his house to wake him up. But guess what, i waited for awhile &amp;amp; i saw him coming towards me from the lift lobby. :@ Ass, left his phone @ home and went out to ite with his uncle. So rush him to hurry bathe &amp;amp; then cab over to coral secondary but it was already 12.20pm+. So didn't went afterall, slack @ his house till 7pm+ then he say he wana bring me to prp for a ride on his electric bike (Y)(Y) didn't wana go get @ first cause was lazy, so he keep on irraited me ask me not to be lazy ! Ride around his house area the park awhile then went to pasir ris park ride around, went in mangrove :):) He don't know the way still wana go in mangrove :@:@ We came out of mangrove awhile then went to find a place to slack cause he wana see people fish, so we chatted etc while see-ing a uncle fish. Chat awhile then ride back to his house, waited for him to tabao food then he send me go wait for cab then hsh around 10pm+. ( Was a super awesome day for me i swear, I love 5th &amp;amp; 7th ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 12 - who do you miss as a friend recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kristy Sanrio &amp;amp; Nicole ong, althought they have already drift away from me because they've to spend time with their boyfriend. but i still love them, i've tried to let go &amp;amp; give up on salvaging this friendship because i thought we couldn't go thru this obstacle anymore but we still do contact as a normal friend. &amp;amp; i think its better than nothing. :):) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854288739224610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiSBKs7zCI/AAAAAAAAClY/PQ-ICiME2No/s400/IMGP1107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854082184370162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiR1JOa1_I/AAAAAAAAClQ/eP7XQZ2dG2s/s400/IMGP1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854064010024482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiR0FhUViI/AAAAAAAAClA/dQdAWrWueJI/s400/IMGP1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854050322608050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiRzSh-77I/AAAAAAAACk4/BYofPcLtXr4/s400/IMGP1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854046086210786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiRzCv8pOI/AAAAAAAACkw/kvQ9lSR0XZw/s400/IMGP1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th&lt;/strong&gt; , Woke up @ 1pm+ , Nua on bed for awhile then went to bathe. Was disccussing with sister where to go later. So discuss discuss decided to go ehub and catch a movie. Bus to ehub &amp;amp; headed to 'Mr chicken rice' for our lunch &amp;amp; met Andy, Darren, Shaun, jacob, Nick &amp;amp; weizhe. So went to slack tgt. Went to random blk &amp;amp; chitchat then decided to go play lan @ ehub. But lan was under maintance. So went to arcade to play instead, play til happy then went to superdog for dinner then slowly walk back to my hse area to slack. Went to some wulu place &amp;amp; sit down slack. :):) Hsh around 10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 13- A letter to someone who hurt you badly recently.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;936586 , A min with you is worth more than a thousand days without your love. Althought we get to really commiunicate and get close withint this few days, but i guess i really fallen for you. But i srsly got no idea why are you not replying my text or giving me call out of the sudden. I srsly wana know whats going on. Im hurt, im hurt so badly. I really miss you, i just yearn for your reply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself i can't &amp;amp; i shouldn't fall for you, but my heart disobey my words. I'm sorry.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8875514479976660963-4583929569518169195?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4583929569518169195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-pray-to-be-with-you-thru-rain-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4583929569518169195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4583929569518169195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-pray-to-be-with-you-thru-rain-and.html' title='I pray to be with you thru rain and shiny day.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSiSBRAeohI/AAAAAAAAClg/Y7kNzwt0MJg/s72-c/IMGP1108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8056733591160949681</id><published>2011-01-06T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T04:01:48.441-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapter 55.'/><title type='text'>Your arms are my castle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSWGwQBtp8I/AAAAAAAACkE/PamZPjLFN7k/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558997478552741826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSWGwQBtp8I/AAAAAAAACkE/PamZPjLFN7k/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello darlings! Time with him is never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been updating blog for the past two days, because i get too excited when i came home cause i wana faster fall asleep &amp;amp; dream of my favourite guy. (hehehe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th,&lt;/strong&gt; It's the first day of school for every primary/secondary school students. And i fucking miss going to school. I miss my dam classmates &amp;amp; school, Siting in school uniform playing &amp;amp; joking around , playing hide &amp;amp; seek with teachers &amp;amp; etc. Woke up @ 10am + and dad send me to CNB to report, hsh after reporting. Waiting for time to strike 1 and then cab to coral secondary to fetch liling &amp;amp; anna. Time move super slow i swear, so went to marcus tang house to slack with dylan,clement &amp;amp; alan. Played audidion with marcus computer until forget the time &amp;amp; didn't went to fetch liling &amp;amp; anna. Tingpoh came &amp;amp; then we all headed to tingpoh house wait for him change out of his uniform &amp;amp; went to ehub for pool :):) Some unhappy incident happened. After that, slack alittle while with them, cab over to wenjun's house &amp;amp; slack with him &amp;amp; jaslyn. Hsh @ 9pm + .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th,&lt;/strong&gt; Woke up @ 12pm+, went to bathe &amp;amp; change. Waiting for wenjun's call so i can cab over to his house to find him. Around 2pm+, cab over his hse &amp;amp; meet him. Slack @ his house. Punching, kicking, joking around etcetc. Hsh around 10. Didn't mention every single things, because my hand is tired already, Hahaha. Anyway, whatever great thing happen is already kept inside my heart. :D:D I love 5th Jan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th today,&lt;/strong&gt; im not going out today hehehe, cause mummy is scolding me for going out like everyday :@:@ Dad send me to CNB to report and then send me home. Uploaded picture from camera &amp;amp; now posting. Imm gona watch teevee and after that take a short nap &amp;amp; dream of him ! (hehehehe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 08 - Short terms goal for this month &amp;amp; why ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em... No idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 09 - Something you're proud of. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._. i dont know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10 - Song you listern to when you're happy, sad, bored, hyper, mad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Different mood different song. But i've been hearing " Ni bu zhi dao de shi " &amp;amp; " Wo men mei you zai yi qi " recently. :):) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WO.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XI.HUAN&lt;/span&gt;.NI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WO.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XIANG&lt;/span&gt;.NI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WO.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAO&lt;/span&gt;.NI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever since the first time i saw you, i've got this strong feeling imm gona want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@4.53pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8056733591160949681?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8056733591160949681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/chapter-55.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8056733591160949681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8056733591160949681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/chapter-55.html' title='Your arms are my castle.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSWGwQBtp8I/AAAAAAAACkE/PamZPjLFN7k/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3267731951208087444</id><published>2011-01-03T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T05:47:08.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 54.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSHTQLQ4zeI/AAAAAAAACj0/tHhNqrskxPc/s1600/164826_485280345734_679860734_6066678_2513641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557955690006892002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSHTQLQ4zeI/AAAAAAAACj0/tHhNqrskxPc/s400/164826_485280345734_679860734_6066678_2513641_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello darlings ! I love shoppings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st jan&lt;/strong&gt;, Woke up @ 12pm + to send jacob &amp;amp; co off. Then went back to sleep &amp;amp; slept till 9pm +. Then watch teevee till i fall asleep again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd jan&lt;/strong&gt;, Woke up @ 12pm+, went to prepare &amp;amp; stuff and headed to lp to meet huishan &amp;amp; theodora. After that, went to blk 269 meet huixin &amp;amp; alen. Slackslack talk cock. Weizhi came after that. Spilt cab to ehub pool :D Play few rounds then cab to central &amp;amp; then to tamp to meet wenjun. Was feeling down thats why went to find him to have h2h talk :) Chitchat, talkcock with him &amp;amp; i felt much better. But once i reached home, the same feeling came back ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd jan(today),&lt;/strong&gt; Woke up @ 10am +, bus to whitesand with liling &amp;amp; mummy. Went to bata to buy liling's school shoe &amp;amp; then went to have our lunch @ foodcourt. After eating, went to buy bra (Hehehe). Mummy went home after buying then waited for Anna sissydar. Train to orchard and walk to far east, shopping non-stop i swear. We didn't stop for a break @ all. Haha, after far east plaza, went to lucky plaza &amp;amp; shop again. Shopx10 then get really tired, train back to whitesand and shop alittle bit then hsh. Currently now posting ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@9.46pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3267731951208087444?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3267731951208087444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/chapter-54.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3267731951208087444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3267731951208087444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/chapter-54.html' title='Chapter 54.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TSHTQLQ4zeI/AAAAAAAACj0/tHhNqrskxPc/s72-c/164826_485280345734_679860734_6066678_2513641_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6649154793817233572</id><published>2010-12-31T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:59:35.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 54.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TR5D-cayjlI/AAAAAAAACjs/S0_WqmXNjt8/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TR5D-cayjlI/AAAAAAAACjs/S0_WqmXNjt8/s400/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556953730281279058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the pix, There's more to upload. But its all in my camera&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; im too tired+lazy to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload it one shot to fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello darlings ! Happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th&lt;/span&gt;, Woke up @ 12pm+ , hurried went to istudent.edu to check my ite courses, Unsuccessfully, cb ! Then fucking pissed off with the website because i wana appeal but keep errorx10. So went to get prepare and headed to bedok hq for reporting as usual ._. , After reporting went to Simei ite to appeal instead, easiler for me also.(hahaha). After appealing, hsh. Went home to change and headed to lp to buy some snacks for picnic, 31th's. After buying the stuff , went back home and teevee all the way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31th&lt;/span&gt;, Woke up @ 10pm+ to get prepare for picnic. After preparing, bus over to white sand with broth &amp;amp; sist to meet AnnaSissydar, Teo, darrenchu, Jingheng, ShaunWong &amp;amp; Jacob. After meetup , bus over to prp area 3 , find a spot and land our butt @ there Johnaton came. Played few games then the boys went to soccer. So sist me &amp;amp; anna was like bored, photo spam walking around prp just to take pix. Hahaha, the boys complain say we ZILIAN :@ Haha, after that zilian-ing, we play with our hair. LOLOL! seriously nothing to do. SamMehChong came after that. Skipskip. After countdown, walk out of prp and spilt cab home. Went to 7-11 slack awhile then hsh with Jacob,Darren,Shaun,Johnaton. They tonning @ our house like nowwwwwwwwwwww. Lol! annoying ._. k. Bai. No mood !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@4:57am (010111's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6649154793817233572?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6649154793817233572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-54.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6649154793817233572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6649154793817233572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-54.html' title='Chapter 54.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TR5D-cayjlI/AAAAAAAACjs/S0_WqmXNjt8/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-694781727429982562</id><published>2010-12-29T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T08:11:04.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 53.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRtcaEPF-iI/AAAAAAAACjk/8gjP6KYehx0/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556136168175041058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRtcaEPF-iI/AAAAAAAACjk/8gjP6KYehx0/s400/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hello darlings! Felt so horrible just now. Because i want to but i know i shouldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up @ 11+, went to prepare and meet theodora &amp;amp; co under my blk. But in the end have to wait for that kristysanrio :@ So theodora &amp;amp; co went to central first &amp;amp; then to safra to wait for us. I swear that sanrio prepare fucking long as if she's going for her wedding dinner ._. so many makeup to put on :@ Rush her to hurryup like annoying only. Hahaha, after that went to 230 and then headed to central buy things then bus over to safra meet Theodora precious, Ebenezer, Weizhi, Jiawei &amp;amp; titus. Didn't pool @ first cause scare off form then kena disturb, like standard only their favourite hobby. After that played two rounds of pool.Then played catching with Safra security guard with kristy&amp;amp;theodora. Like funny. Around 5 cab over to wenjun's house, waited for him under his blk and then he came down to bring us up. Slackslack @ his house till 9pm+. Super fun, joking around,kicking each other, webcam-ing etc. Tsk, wenjun kick like a pain only cb! :@ cannot be gentle towards girls one ! :@:@ Haha, around 9pm+ feeling super horrible i swear, wanting to vomit &amp;amp; bad headache. Having coldsweat &amp;amp; feel like fainting, so hurried cab home. Hsh, bathe had pandol &amp;amp; vomited. Felt better ! :) Now posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day07 - Someone/something that has the biggest impact on you &amp;amp; why ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends! They give me the biggest impact because they makes me worry,happy,sad for them most of the time. I can't afford to lose any of them. They will be there for me whenever im down or what so ever, giving me awesome advice.&lt;em&gt; (I don't really understand this day07 thingy actually. But i hope i answered correctly ._.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.34PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-694781727429982562?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/694781727429982562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-53.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/694781727429982562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/694781727429982562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-53.html' title='Chapter 53.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRtcaEPF-iI/AAAAAAAACjk/8gjP6KYehx0/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6720847031009754620</id><published>2010-12-28T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T04:58:48.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 52.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRnebhZMMYI/AAAAAAAACiU/he6wmLFI9ZY/s1600/tumblr_l53em0PD5X1qbeidno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555716179740078466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRnebhZMMYI/AAAAAAAACiU/he6wmLFI9ZY/s400/tumblr_l53em0PD5X1qbeidno1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Awesome.friends.fills.your.life.with.laughter.no.matter.what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello darlings! I love my awesome friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't update last two days days due to lazyness, like standard only. (hehehe) On the &lt;strong&gt;26th&lt;/strong&gt; ,stayed @ home and rot. &lt;strong&gt;On the 27th&lt;/strong&gt;, woke up @ 9am+ , changed to my uniform, for the very last time ! Went to Coral Secondary to accompany sister register for sec 1 with family. After that, headed to my school to take my N lvl result and then went to loyang point for lunch. Headed home after that, changed up and stuff then went to meet KristySanrio then walk over to triple four meet ebenezer &amp;amp; meifei then bus over to tamp safra meet ahpui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to pool but table all taken :@:@ So rot @ safra for awhile before coming to a decision to go ehub Funky Pool or Kbox. Spilt cab to ehub then decided to go kbox but ebenezer &amp;amp; meifei didn't went as they think its a waste of time. After that, kbox till 7. Fucking expensieve i tell you ! Cheat our feeling say 18++ become $27! :@ Nevermind, went to meet darren,brother &amp;amp; co @ funky pool. Wanted to pool but some of them ain't 16 yet so didn't went to pool. Slack @ Some part of downtown, derick&amp;amp;co came to meet us to get something, can't remember. After that, send ahpui to bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to basement for dinner. Saw theodora precious &amp;amp; co, Slack talk awhile then walk over to 400+ wanted to meet darren&amp;amp;co but they went home after that. So walked home ! H2h !! &lt;strong&gt;Today, 28th,&lt;/strong&gt; Went to reporting &amp;amp; Fuck. Otw there i realise im wearing slipper but not shoe, so U turn &amp;amp; went home to change. After reporting, went to meet kristy &amp;amp; ahpui @ 7-11. Soon, Gerald, Ebenezer, Meifei &amp;amp; Nicole came. Slack talkcock singsong etc. Effing fun i swear. Meifei &amp;amp; nicole went off after that, continue slacking etc. Hsh around 8. :D Tomorrow pool with theodora precious &amp;amp; co after that maybe meeting wenjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 06 , A person that changed your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're talking about this year or maybe currently. Then it will be Jesslyn Ang ! :@ She changed my whole holiday like cb. Her big mouth get me into trouble with CNB thats why im having this whole reporting thingy this holiday, Make me lost my parents trust &amp;amp; freedom. Stupid doggie ! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ 8.54pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6720847031009754620?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6720847031009754620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-52.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6720847031009754620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6720847031009754620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-52.html' title='Chapter 52.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRnebhZMMYI/AAAAAAAACiU/he6wmLFI9ZY/s72-c/tumblr_l53em0PD5X1qbeidno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2245905981286191880</id><published>2010-12-25T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T07:18:48.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 51.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRYEn5qYi2I/AAAAAAAACiE/yAMOrUhhGyw/s1600/165071_481373470734_679860734_5990506_6127847_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554632273948085090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRYEn5qYi2I/AAAAAAAACiE/yAMOrUhhGyw/s400/165071_481373470734_679860734_5990506_6127847_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the cute little kid , im talking about. Seth, My boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRYEn3cskAI/AAAAAAAACh8/RKyObNzp_y4/s1600/163984_481362025734_679860734_5990319_5138074_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554632273353805826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRYEn3cskAI/AAAAAAAACh8/RKyObNzp_y4/s400/163984_481362025734_679860734_5990319_5138074_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet ! It takes two hands to clap &amp;amp; a hand to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness, Im back to singapore like finally after 8days. (hahaha) Went to different part of malaysia in this 8 days. Had fun but it was tiring, i swear. Didn't do much shopping as i expected :( Luckily there's this really really cute small kid kept me entertain during this trip or else i'll be like bored to death. &amp;amp; also mervin with his nonsense. (Hahaha) Shall do it as point form as im seriously lazy to mention bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17thDecemeber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Left home @ 3am to ipoh for about 5-6 hours trip.&lt;br /&gt;Reached ipoh, went to lost world for a swim.&lt;br /&gt;Finish swimming @ 4pm , went to have dinner after that hsh, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18thDecember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Woke up @ 6.30am for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, car ride up the mountain for 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry farm, All sort of tea farm.&lt;br /&gt;After that, shopping for alittle while, brought nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Hsh, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19thDecemeber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Woke up @ 7.30 for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Car ride to penang for 4hours, reached penang check in to HardRock hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Reached hotel, it was awesome. Wonderful swimming pool's.&lt;br /&gt;Went up to change and went for water activites like banana boat &amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;Around 6-7pm, went to bathe then headed for dinner then hsh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20thDecemeber.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up @ 9am , Book out and change to another hotel , Hotel Royal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch first before booking in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Book in, then went to swim awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After swimming, went to gaint beside the hotel with sister &amp;amp; shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then went for dinner, after dinner hsh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to The colours pub with sister,brother&amp;amp;mervin. It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went back hotel and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21thDecember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(can't really remember but its still staying @ Hotel Royal.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22thDecember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up @ 7.30am , breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Car ride about 4hours to genting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reach genting, left parents &amp;amp; went our own way with brother,sister&amp;amp;mervin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to pool then movie etc till 12am plus then head back to hotel for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23thDecember&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up @ 8am+ , breakfast @ Old town white coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then headed to theme park with the usual three. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Played all rides etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner @ mushroom farm with families @ 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After dinner, went back to theme park , playplay till theme park close.&lt;br /&gt;Went for indoor rides etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rot around @ genting till 1-2am, then headed back to room sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24thDecember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up @ 10am+, book out of hotel. Headed to KL for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After lunch, Car ride all the way back to singapore .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hsh @ 5pm +, Bathe everything. Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25thDecemeber&lt;/strong&gt;, which is today! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Woke up @ 11pm+ , used computer awhile then went to bathe &amp;amp; get prepare to meet kristyquah!! Headed to triple four meet Ahpui,Eben &amp;amp; meifei. Then around 3pm + headed to centuary square to meet Xiaopang,Gary&amp;amp;Friend. Just to see them work ! :@ K, then went shopping till 7pm +, all left for their own plan. Then left me &amp;amp; sister, accompany xiaopang &amp;amp; co. Talk, slack then hsh. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;@11.17pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2245905981286191880?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2245905981286191880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-51.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2245905981286191880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2245905981286191880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-51.html' title='Chapter 51.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TRYEn5qYi2I/AAAAAAAACiE/yAMOrUhhGyw/s72-c/165071_481373470734_679860734_5990506_6127847_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-4626003838429098759</id><published>2010-12-16T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T07:29:22.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capter 50.</title><content type='html'>Hello sweet! short &amp;amp; sweet post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to reporting then headed to central with sister to do express manicure &amp;amp; had a haircut. Will be leaving to malaysia for 1week @ 3am ,17/12. Coming back on the Saturday , 25/12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWAY FOR HOLIDAY FOR 1 WEEK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-4626003838429098759?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4626003838429098759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/capter-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4626003838429098759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/4626003838429098759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/capter-50.html' title='Capter 50.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2831352579158824247</id><published>2010-12-15T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:12:28.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 49.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Holiday isn't a holiday for me this holiday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A family isn't a family for me this year "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet ! I hate it when im being grounded during holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been posting for 3days already, Computer break down &amp;amp; im lazy to use laptop to update. Have been watching taiwan drama from evening to next morning. My time is so wrong now. But can't be bother anyway. Im grounded by my parents, fuck! They're making a big fuss over a stupid letter. Couldn't make it to Ebenezer &amp;amp; Derrick chalet, fucking piss off and had a big arguement with both parents. Sweet &amp;amp; Short, mum &amp;amp; dad is bias towards my brother. Have been feeling super emotional this few days @ home. I really need fresh air, i want my freedom back pleaseeeeeeee. Currently using laptop to update, computer is still down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 05 - A list of somewhere you've been.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been to Korean,Hongkong,Thailand,Malaysia,China,Taiwan.. can't remember the rest already ._.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@11.54pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2831352579158824247?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2831352579158824247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-49.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2831352579158824247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2831352579158824247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-49.html' title='Chapter 49.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3346880588407508684</id><published>2010-12-12T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:51:53.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 48.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQUKPrgGszI/AAAAAAAACho/ZDaCtdjLheQ/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549853380295701298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQUKPrgGszI/AAAAAAAACho/ZDaCtdjLheQ/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello sweet ! Im still dreaming , counting my remaining breaths , measuring the depth of my tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't post yesterday, (11/12) busy playing auditionsea. Trying to clear my xALIBABA esp 2 story asap. Thanks to normee brother for helping me afew story :D Hehehe, Same rountine, Woke up &amp;amp; Used computer all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Slept around 6am+ , texting. Woke up @ 3pm+ , washup &amp;amp; had late chickenchop lunch! (hehe) After eating, JacobWong came to our house to find brother. Joke around with this little kid, His so adorable as ever althought its been sometimes since i last spoke to him. He claim his imgrating to malaysia tomrrow, don't know true anot but im just gona miss his cute little dumb face(hahaha). Not long, he went downstair with brother to find shaunwong &amp;amp; co. Continue playing computer, created new asiasoft just to make a new auditionsea character, xPASTRY. I wana have a chiongring couple for this character, and i want it to be a Novice character. Have to finish story esp 1 &amp;amp; 2 for this character &amp;amp; save money for cash items ! Dad brought us new lappy &amp;amp; camera for christmas present (Y) Thanks dad. Currently using new lappy to update blog, sister is using desktop to Audtionsea to clear few story. Im gona snatch back the desktop once i finish updating. Evil Laughs * House blackout just now afew minutes ago, and dad's big fish tank break, and my hall is flood with dirty water. (Not really flood lah, that we can even swim.) - You know why i said this ? because some bendan (hehehe) think i can swim in my house hall cause i used the word 'flood' hahaha! K bai ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally , i've been talking to dad &amp;amp; mum today. Haven't been talking to them since five days back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 04 - A habit that you wished you didn't have.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lazyness !!!!!!!! I can't get things done because im lazy ! I can't learn anything new because im lazy ! Lazyx1000, yes im a super extremely lazy person &amp;amp; i srsly wana get rid of this bad habit of mine. But i can't , Srsly wish i didn't had this habit. :'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.55pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3346880588407508684?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3346880588407508684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-48.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3346880588407508684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3346880588407508684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-48.html' title='Chapter 48.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQUKPrgGszI/AAAAAAAACho/ZDaCtdjLheQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5788336714226574189</id><published>2010-12-10T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T07:59:16.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 47.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJN9PbM7hI/AAAAAAAAChg/_jLKYcPpMHM/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJN9PbM7hI/AAAAAAAAChg/_jLKYcPpMHM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549083405381856786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello sweet ! I've been roting @ home for a few days already :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept @ 5am+ as usual, computer/texting. Woke up @ 4pm+ by Junwei's call. Washup . computer all the way till now :\ Webcam with junwei :) Didn't went out for this week , so i didn't touch my 1week allowance , $50. So i spend $42.80 in minute &amp;amp; that is on Prepaid card ._. Hiakhiak. Shall audition later with junwei, that idiot ! :B Did some editing on some screenshot i took @ auditionsea :\  &lt;b&gt;(Not gona do the 30 days challenge/Another awesomeday today)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJN0wWwsYI/AAAAAAAAChY/Hc56hgaRfXw/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJN0wWwsYI/AAAAAAAAChY/Hc56hgaRfXw/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549083259602776450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJNus98Y_I/AAAAAAAAChQ/pjNLQdfDnKg/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJNPW9ZFiI/AAAAAAAACgQ/eaUxDshxWjk/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549082617130325538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJNPMSu1ZI/AAAAAAAACgI/ZtiB3v4_EIg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJNPMSu1ZI/AAAAAAAACgI/ZtiB3v4_EIg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549082614267041170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5788336714226574189?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5788336714226574189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-47.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5788336714226574189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5788336714226574189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-47.html' title='Chapter 47.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQJN9PbM7hI/AAAAAAAAChg/_jLKYcPpMHM/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6955346673708006548</id><published>2010-12-09T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T03:12:07.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 46.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQC4qNIyNMI/AAAAAAAACfQ/DuyJ4ynNWkc/s1600/photographyskyride-1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQC4qNIyNMI/AAAAAAAACfQ/DuyJ4ynNWkc/s400/photographyskyride-1%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548637776140973250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello sweet! I can't get my smile off my face ever since i spoke to him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept @ 5am+, texting. Woke up @ 1pm+ and went to washup etc. Fb-ing while waiting for wenjie uncle come to pick me up &amp;amp; go bedok hq reporting with wenjie. Around 3pm+ , went down to meet wenjie then went reporting. After reporting, his uncle send us to wenjie's house. Rot @ his house while he go past some thingy to his friends. While waiting for him to come back home, viwawa. He came back soon, chitchat etc then he send me home by his electric bike. I swear it was scary lah. Then something happen, Hahaha! It was exciting + scary. Anyway, Thanks wenjie for the ride back ! ^^v. Hsh, Wii with siblings , now posting. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping and wishing but now i'm afraid. :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;`Day 03- Random cartoon i like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H e l l o k i t t y . I even get a mini- tattoo of a hellokitty ! (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@7.12pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6955346673708006548?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6955346673708006548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-46.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6955346673708006548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6955346673708006548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-46.html' title='Chapter 46.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TQC4qNIyNMI/AAAAAAAACfQ/DuyJ4ynNWkc/s72-c/photographyskyride-1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8366775767486910260</id><published>2010-12-08T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:35:11.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 45.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TP_Kp5hIhhI/AAAAAAAACe4/IRdNJYLqJ2w/s1600/photography.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TP_Kp5hIhhI/AAAAAAAACe4/IRdNJYLqJ2w/s400/photography.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548376087106979346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet ! Staying @ home makes me sick. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept around 5am+, texting with some idiot's (hehehe) Woke up at 11am+, nua on bed then fall asleep again &amp;amp; woke up at 4pm+. Went to washup and stuff and have my late lunch, computer all the way. Facebook, Msn &amp;amp; watch ' Easy A' on funshion. Viwawa, Wahjong all the way till now. Shit, i guess i've to rot @ home for afew days till mum &amp;amp; dad chill down from the hsa letter thingy :'( &lt;b&gt;I miss Anna Sissydar, KristySanrio &amp;amp; Nicole Hunny so muchie. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Day 02 - The meaning behind your blogger name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h1 class="title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; position: relative; font: normal normal normal 40px/normal 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; color: rgb(5, 5, 5); text-shadow: rgb(0, 0, 0) 0px 0px -1px; "&gt;Love is a serious mental disease.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't know how to explain what my blogger name means but i'm just gona explain what i think it is uh! ' Love is a serious mental disease ', it roughly means that everyone would go thru love @ a certain right time. It gives us satisfaction but it also make us suffer &amp;amp; it cause us to suffer serious breakdown @ times :\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8875514479976660963-8366775767486910260?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8366775767486910260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-45.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8366775767486910260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8366775767486910260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-45.html' title='Chapter 45.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TP_Kp5hIhhI/AAAAAAAACe4/IRdNJYLqJ2w/s72-c/photography.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-2826160238568772038</id><published>2010-12-07T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T06:11:34.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 44.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TP4_L9P5wXI/AAAAAAAACew/lbiP2DEdLhg/s1600/photography.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TP4_L9P5wXI/AAAAAAAACew/lbiP2DEdLhg/s400/photography.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547941265619403122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet! I don't owe you a living.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept around 5am &amp;amp; then woke up @ 1pm+. Hurried prepare &amp;amp; stuffs , then bus over to bedok hq to report. After reporting, bus back to central to have my hair reborn. Reached central around 4pm+ , reborn hair till 7pm+ then headed to 444 to have my dinner with kristy &amp;amp; huishan. Chitchat etc, then huishan left around 8pm+ then me &amp;amp; kristy talk alot cock. (hehehe) While walking home, joke &amp;amp; pause awhile then take a few step back while laughing. HAHA. Hsh bathe &amp;amp; then now posting.My hair is super flat ! :\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(3, 3, 3); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;Day 01 - 15 Random facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(3, 3, 3); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(3, 3, 3); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;1) I love to make a fool of myself to make my friends around me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;2) I've black hair for holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;3) I love shopping but i hate walking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;4) I love kristy sanrio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;5) I have a group of lovely friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;6) I do alot nonsense stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;7) I love to drink Pokka IcePeach Tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;8) I love playing pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;9) I prefer slipper than shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;10) I wear pants more than wearing skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;11) I love playing blackjack cause its easy $$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;12) I've to go reporting every T's in a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;13) I love my mini-tattoo's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;14) I want to have a family of my own @ the age of 22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;15) I Love myself ! :\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace;font-size:100%;color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#030303;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;@10.11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-2826160238568772038?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2826160238568772038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-44.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2826160238568772038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/2826160238568772038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-44.html' title='Chapter 44.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TP4_L9P5wXI/AAAAAAAACew/lbiP2DEdLhg/s72-c/photography.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5089611859508967866</id><published>2010-12-06T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T07:47:33.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 43.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPz9fbSaD4I/AAAAAAAACeA/AGKQyZ6eNyM/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPz9fbSaD4I/AAAAAAAACeA/AGKQyZ6eNyM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547587557356343170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet! Stupid breakfree.sg/compound make me can't go out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home Sour Home for the entire day today, slept my day today on the bed with my eye close. Was suppose to go to cineleisure with brother &amp;amp; sister to meet up with the rest @ Cineleisure. Couldn't meet kristy &amp;amp; anna was feeling really sad about it :( Due to HSA letter was sent to my house, super cockup. Was fine 30$ but was given two option , Complete the online smoking programme or pay fine. Just completed the programme. Nothing much to post about today, to make my post look longer for today's post , im gona do a quiz i saw @ my sister blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 18px; font-family:'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Name:Sara Lim.&lt;br /&gt;Brother(s): 1&lt;br /&gt;Sister (s): 1&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: black.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 7 or 8.&lt;br /&gt;Hair: long .&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: 4&lt;br /&gt;Height: 159&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? Black tee &amp;amp; Fbt.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?: Pasirris&lt;br /&gt;Favorite number: 12&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drink: Random.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite month: january ( Cause i can recieve many$$ , heheh)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: Bread with egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have You Ever-&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for a friend: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for a guy/girl in a short period of time: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: No.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone’s heart?: Yes maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: Don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What-&lt;br /&gt;Your room like: Normal.&lt;br /&gt;What is right beside you?: My brother talking loudy. .&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate?: Cup noodle, Hot &amp;amp; Spicy favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ever Had-&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox: Mum said i haven't got my chickenpox.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do You-&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnic?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who-&lt;br /&gt;Did you last yell at: Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with?: Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;Who last made you smile?: KristySanrio.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 25px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;你不知道的事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?: Rot at home &amp;amp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl?: Diamond.&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Indoors or outdoors?: Outdoors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today did you-&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Sing?:Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone?: Super :(&lt;br /&gt;Ate? : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last person who-&lt;br /&gt;You talked to on the phone?: Xiaopang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Made you cry? : SeanSean.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the movies with?: Benjamin Wong.&lt;br /&gt;You went to the mall with?: Benjamin Wong.&lt;br /&gt;Who cheered you up?: Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you-&lt;br /&gt;Been to Mexico?: no.&lt;br /&gt;Been to USA?: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Random-&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush on someone?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;What books are you reading right now?: I dont read :)&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world?: Being hug from the back by someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;Future kids names?: Too early to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;What’s under your bed?: Un-used bags.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sport(s): Noting.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place?: Anywhere that could joke &amp;amp; chat around with my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate?: Uhhem.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a job?: Nope !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; what you’ve done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kissed someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;Got so drunk you passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rode every ride at an amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Collected something really stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Helped someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gone fishing.&lt;br /&gt;Watched four movies in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gone long periods of time without sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Lied to someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Snorted cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;Failed a class.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked weed.&lt;br /&gt;Dealt drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Taken a college level course.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a tornado.&lt;br /&gt;Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).&lt;br /&gt;Watched someone die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been to a funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Burned yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your parents got divorced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Spent over $200 in one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flown on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cheated on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been cheated on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Written a 10 page letter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gone sking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cut yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Had a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Lost someone you loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shoplifted something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail.&lt;br /&gt;Had detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;Got in trouble for something you didn’t do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stolen books from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gone to a different country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dropped out of school.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a mental hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an online diary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fired a gun.&lt;br /&gt;Gambled in a casino.&lt;br /&gt;Had a yard sale.&lt;br /&gt;And a lemonade stand.&lt;br /&gt;Actually made money at the lemonade stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been in a school play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been fired from a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Taken a lie detector test.&lt;br /&gt;Swam with dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to sea world.&lt;br /&gt;Attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Voted for American/Australian Idol (x factor.)&lt;br /&gt;Written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;Read more than 20 books a year.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Loved someone you couldn’t have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wondered about your sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;Used a coloring book over age 12.&lt;br /&gt;Had surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Had stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Taken a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seen the Washington Monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Overdosed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a drug or alcohol problem.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Suffered any form of abuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Petted a wild animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Used a credit card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone surfing in California.&lt;br /&gt;Did “spirit day” at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dyed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Got a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had something pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got straight A’s.&lt;br /&gt;Been on the Honor Roll.&lt;br /&gt;Known someone with HIV or AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Taken pictures with a webcam.&lt;br /&gt;Started a fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had a party while your parents weren’t home..&lt;br /&gt;Gotten caught having a party while they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPEARANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think I’m ugly sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I tan easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wish my hair was a different color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had braces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear glasses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100 safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have more than 2 piercings.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have piercings in places besides my ears&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have freckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want to have kids someday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want to adopt someday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had children.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL/WORK&lt;br /&gt;[x]I’m in school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve fallen asleep at work/school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I almost always do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve missed a week or more of school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been on the Honor Roll within the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I failed more than 1 class last year.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve stolen something from my job&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBARASSMENT&lt;br /&gt;[x]I’ve slipped out a “lol” in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[x]Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I’ve snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I’ve glued my hand to something&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had my trousers rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I was born with a disease/impairment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve sat in a doctors office with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had a serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have/had asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAVELING&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve driven over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I’ve been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCES&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ive pushed all the buttons on an elevator&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve kicked a guy where it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I’ve been to a casino.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve played spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve crashed a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been Skiing&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve met someone in person from the internet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve sat on a roof top at night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I’ve played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve eaten Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I’m in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m engaged.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m married.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been the dumpee more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back more than once.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve told someone I loved them and didn’t get a clear response.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve felt rejected even if I wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I’ve kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve loved someone I knew a friend was already in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve snuck out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am keeping a secret from the world&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve cheated on a test.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been suspended from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD TIMES&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can’t swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been diagnosed with clinical depression.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I’m depressed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve slept an entire day when I didn’t need it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve hurt myself on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m addicted to self harm&lt;br /&gt;[x]I’ve woken up crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATH&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m afraid of dying.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve seen someone dying.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone close to me has attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATERIALISM&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I own an iPod or MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an unhealthy obsession with anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something I got on e-bay.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can sing well.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don’t kill bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I curse regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[]I am a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I paid for my cell phone ring tone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I obsess over grammar.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I twirl my hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have “x”s in my screen name&lt;br /&gt;[x]I love being neat&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Spam.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve copied more than 30 CD’s in a day&lt;br /&gt;[] I can cook.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red black or blue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to shoot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I am in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am online a lot, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can’t sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can’t sleep if there is a roach in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love white chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m good at remembering names&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#3D3D3D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 18px; font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8875514479976660963-5089611859508967866?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5089611859508967866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-43.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5089611859508967866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5089611859508967866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-43.html' title='Chapter 43.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPz9fbSaD4I/AAAAAAAACeA/AGKQyZ6eNyM/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8258931791315629873</id><published>2010-12-05T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T08:17:41.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 42.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPu4KD18mcI/AAAAAAAACd4/FdIKH0bsR4o/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPu4KD18mcI/AAAAAAAACd4/FdIKH0bsR4o/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547229849006676418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet! I just wish i was good enough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday (04/12) , Slept @ 4am+ busy texting. Woke up around 9am + , went to get prepare &amp;amp; stuffs. 11am+ , dad came to fetch me to go over tpy meet benjamin &amp;amp; his family to celebrate benjamin's dad birthday :) Met benjamin already, bus over to tpy central meetup with benjamin's parents &amp;amp; had lunch tgt after that shop for benjamin's camp stuff. After that, separated from benjamin's family &amp;amp; headed to bishan , wanted to go for kbox session but last min change to movie. Brought 3.15pm the narnia movie. (Hehehe). Rate it 3.5/5 , Was abit nagging but interesting. After movie, headed back to benjamin's house to meetup with his family again for dinner around their house area. Had wonderful meal with benjamin's family. After that , took a long bus ride to hougang, slack2 then cab home :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today , Sunday (05/12) , Slept @ 3am+ have to accompany one idiot text (hehe). Woke up @ 5am+ , prepare &amp;amp; stuff, dad drive to malaysia and meetup with few of his friends &amp;amp; travel around johor i guess. too lazy to elaborate much, Afterall i had fun :D Hsh around 10pm+. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.55pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8258931791315629873?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8258931791315629873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-42.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8258931791315629873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8258931791315629873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-42.html' title='Chapter 42.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPu4KD18mcI/AAAAAAAACd4/FdIKH0bsR4o/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-5487825629168048039</id><published>2010-12-03T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T08:16:55.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 41.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPkXsL7oWSI/AAAAAAAACdo/kilvUxsUyVQ/s1600/sade.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPkXsL7oWSI/AAAAAAAACdo/kilvUxsUyVQ/s400/sade.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546490463968057634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet! My throat infection is coming back but its on the right side this time.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;oke up @ 1pm+ , washup and stuff. Around 4pm left home and then bus to parkway kpool meet pongpong to go for the concert @ a primary school. Reached kpool, slack2 with jasmine &amp;amp; pongpong then cab over to sim dr blk 45 meetup with the rest. Then walk over to that primary school, watched the concert then headed to mac with some of their friends. After mac , walk to a LAN @ geylang area, hsh around 10pm +. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck my throat, i don't want to go to the hospital, i don't want to have a throat operation. I don't want anything, i want to be heathy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.50pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-5487825629168048039?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5487825629168048039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-41.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5487825629168048039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/5487825629168048039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-41.html' title='Chapter 41.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPkXsL7oWSI/AAAAAAAACdo/kilvUxsUyVQ/s72-c/sade.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3947270575031905414</id><published>2010-12-02T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T09:52:36.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 40.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPfc2g-ryoI/AAAAAAAACdM/CO9rKa6nmKQ/s1600/456.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPfc2g-ryoI/AAAAAAAACdM/CO9rKa6nmKQ/s400/456.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546144295253953154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet! I want to pool so badly again :\&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday(01/12) Went to cineleisure with andy &amp;amp; liling, wanted to go and play few rounds of pool but last minutes went to arcade instead, play few machine then tammy came. Window shop alittle while then not long tammy gotta go for work &amp;amp; Parents came over to meet us. Then went to have our lunch and went to fred perry shop &amp;amp; shop for few cloths :D Then went to get a pair of shoe and a teeshirt that says " Daddy's little expensive girl " Hehehe !(Y) Then went to malaysia meetup with parent's friend &amp;amp; then went to eat &amp;amp; then shop alittle while hsh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Thursday(02/12) Woke up early &amp;amp; headed to bedok hq for reporting as usual. Reach home then get prepare &amp;amp; then headed to kpool @ parkway with Marcus, Andy, Liling, Darren, Tingpoh &amp;amp; Jingheng. Had fun, soon marcus &amp;amp; tingpoh left. Continue playing till 9pm+ cab home. Tomorrow kpool then concert ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.54pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3947270575031905414?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3947270575031905414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-40_4009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3947270575031905414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3947270575031905414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-40_4009.html' title='Chapter 40.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPfc2g-ryoI/AAAAAAAACdM/CO9rKa6nmKQ/s72-c/456.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-665787809450861566</id><published>2010-11-30T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:48:13.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 39.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPVGXxogioI/AAAAAAAACc0/vvYMKPIpz2k/s1600/billard.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPVGXxogioI/AAAAAAAACc0/vvYMKPIpz2k/s400/billard.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545415890450811522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I.want.to.pool.so.badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet. I'm too lazy to update blog recently :'( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to work today. Past few days was @ parkway kpool. Thats all i did for that past few days uh :\ Hehehe, Tomorrow going town for shopping. Thursday will be going to kpool again, Friday concert with marshall &amp;amp; co &amp;amp; Saturday lunch with benjamin &amp;amp; his family. Sunday, a day for myself. (Hehehehe) currently watching "crows" @ youtube ! Turning in real sooon ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.51pm&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/8875514479976660963-665787809450861566?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/665787809450861566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-39.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/665787809450861566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/665787809450861566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-39.html' title='Chapter 39.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPVGXxogioI/AAAAAAAACc0/vvYMKPIpz2k/s72-c/billard.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-8185867962664696562</id><published>2010-11-28T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T04:56:35.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 38.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPJRedi6QoI/AAAAAAAACck/GMKNl4_M7l4/s1600/FRIENDSS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPJRedi6QoI/AAAAAAAACck/GMKNl4_M7l4/s400/FRIENDSS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544583675015479938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet! Lack of inspiration to update my site for 6days already.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First three days was @ home due to serious throat infections, was feeling super weak :'( Not long, i recovered, &amp;amp; went to kpool @ parkway most of the time &amp;amp; some other places uh. KristySanrio was away to malaysia that period of time, super miss her ! But she's back anyway ~ One of the day had shopping spree @ bugis street with parents, brought many tops &amp;amp; bottoms. Thanks mum &amp;amp; dad ! Hahaha, Nothing much to post already. Either kpool/Downtown or home recently ~ :) Tomorrow kpool again ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@8.56pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-8185867962664696562?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8185867962664696562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8185867962664696562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/8185867962664696562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-38.html' title='Chapter 38.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TPJRedi6QoI/AAAAAAAACck/GMKNl4_M7l4/s72-c/FRIENDSS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-3832105479517727594</id><published>2010-11-22T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T08:09:46.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 37.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOqVNt9oBjI/AAAAAAAACcc/u3Dv0Adog7M/s1600/73HM7-A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOqVNt9oBjI/AAAAAAAACcc/u3Dv0Adog7M/s400/73HM7-A1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542406354341725746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet ! Great day out today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept late last night, slept around 6am, then woke up around 1pm+ by Sean's call. Hurried wake sister up &amp;amp; then went to prepare etc then bus to bedok inter meet Sean &amp;amp; Melvin. After that, headed to parkway's kpool, Some stupid incident cockup i swear. Super suay ! :'( Headed to kpool meet up with Xr &amp;amp; followed by some other sean's friend. Saw online friends too.  Around 8pm+ , went to play computer with them ,auditionsea. Not long, hsh by cab. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to, i really have to.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@11.50pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-3832105479517727594?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3832105479517727594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-37.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3832105479517727594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/3832105479517727594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-37.html' title='Chapter 37.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOqVNt9oBjI/AAAAAAAACcc/u3Dv0Adog7M/s72-c/73HM7-A1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-562160837266681501</id><published>2010-11-21T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T04:58:31.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 36.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOkXQiMKr1I/AAAAAAAACcU/4V7lIdQHsiY/s1600/74079_464193115734_679860734_5740705_1888655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOkXQiMKr1I/AAAAAAAACcU/4V7lIdQHsiY/s400/74079_464193115734_679860734_5740705_1888655_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541986389279289170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;我想要你回到我的世界里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept early, around 4am+. Woke up @ 4pm + , Bathe &amp;amp; prepare , Computer for alittle while before heading out to Bedok 85 to have dinner with family. After dinner, Headed to loyang point to make new spec &amp;amp; then new iphone screen protector after that hsh, Currently posting. :\ Gona watch alot horror movie dad brought for us :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@8.58pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-562160837266681501?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/562160837266681501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-36.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/562160837266681501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/562160837266681501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-36.html' title='Chapter 36.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOkXQiMKr1I/AAAAAAAACcU/4V7lIdQHsiY/s72-c/74079_464193115734_679860734_5740705_1888655_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875514479976660963.post-6117666886836763760</id><published>2010-11-20T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T06:13:26.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 35.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOfXNAhdxgI/AAAAAAAACcM/EmPqODl8XKM/s1600/73I0M-A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOfXNAhdxgI/AAAAAAAACcM/EmPqODl8XKM/s400/73I0M-A1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541634484981319170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweet ! Headache. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;lept late as usual, Conferencing till 7am+. Woke up @ 1pm+, prepare etc then train to bukit batok meet quan, my auditionsea couple. Reached there around 3-4pm. Slackslack around. Cab back to downtown east meet theodora &amp;amp; huishan around 6-7pm.Slack2, Theodora went home then headed to Asli Village find gerald, slack2 @ his mum store till 9++, hsh ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Dad, you just can't give me a bit of trust, don't you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@10.13pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8875514479976660963-6117666886836763760?l=shutteringwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6117666886836763760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-35.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6117666886836763760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8875514479976660963/posts/default/6117666886836763760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutteringwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/chapter-35.html' title='Chapter 35.'/><author><name>SaraHamitoes PocketRocket Balenciaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07471755943883687182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjTHHFZFIDc/TcEWopph6EI/AAAAAAAADBs/fpANFQdNQEw/s220/12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-EF6bqmVuE/TOfXNAhdxgI/AAAAAAAACcM/EmPqODl8XKM/s72-c/73I0M-A1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
