<?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-16859211</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:24:41.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my lyf</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-7228888214816164370</id><published>2007-08-22T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:11:34.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><content type='html'>I REALLY HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF ALL THIS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SHIZZ&lt;/span&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK U ALL OK. CALL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;URSELVES&lt;/span&gt; MY FAMILY. ONLY KNOW HOW TO CONDEMN ME SCOLD ME. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FARKING&lt;/span&gt; BIAS. WAN COMPLAIN DO IT STRAIGHT RITE. NO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NID&lt;/span&gt; TO 打小报告. I CANT WAIT 2 GET OUT OF THIS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SHITHOLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; IS SUPPOSEDLY MY "HOME". ALL YOUR EXCUSES BLAH BLAH. SELFISHNESS. YOU LOOK DOWN ON ME. I DON'T CARE. DUN THINK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; U R SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HARDWORKIN&lt;/span&gt; BLAH SO WHAT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ASSWIPE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ONI&lt;/span&gt; NOE HOW TO 拍马屁. STOP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ASKIN&lt;/span&gt; ME WHY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OWAES&lt;/span&gt; OUT. WHY DO I NEED TO BE AT HOME WHEN I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ONI&lt;/span&gt; GET ALL THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SHIZ&lt;/span&gt; FROM U ALL. ENOUGH OF ALL YOUR LIES TO AH MA. U ARE SO CHILDISH. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;JUZ&lt;/span&gt; STOP GETTING ON MY NERVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-7228888214816164370?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/7228888214816164370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=7228888214816164370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/7228888214816164370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/7228888214816164370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-115016138164316519</id><published>2006-06-13T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:47:51.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="black"&gt;I wonder if its really my fault or wad.. Everytime when I get angry at u for a lil small matter, u'll juz get angry back at me.. I noe tt I'm gettin petty recently, but can't u juz let me be angry for tt lil while and i'll get over it soon? I've oso told u the reason for my change.. I think my change is not really unreasonable cuz its due to the change in u.. Can't I throw a lil fit sumtyms? Now it seems like have to ponder over if the matter is worth for me to get angry at u b4 I do so; otherwise I'll risk makin u angry &lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt; at me.. And the problem is, I'm not angry at the thing u thot i was angry at.. That's only the triggering factor.. The reason i got angry was due to a series of events that happened throughout the day that had accumulated.. I held back my frustration tryin to think of how to tell u why I was unhappy, but sometimes i juz cannot contain it anymore.. What had happened yesterday was just one such example.. We hardly communicate now.. And "communicating" means some meaningful or serious talk.. Not plain talking.. You don't like talking on the phone.. So it's alright.. But when we meet? We talk even lesser.. I noe u r tired at times so u don't feel like talking.. Do u noe why do I always tickle u? I'm not tryin 2 irritate u; I juz wanna get your attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;&lt;font size="H3"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/320/heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-115016138164316519?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/115016138164316519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=115016138164316519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/115016138164316519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/115016138164316519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2006/06/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112819431250225096</id><published>2005-10-03T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T01:40:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE SURVIVAL KIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;my youngest sis is havin her PSLEs this week. n her sch is juz so sweet~&lt;br /&gt;they gave every P6 student in da sch this packet of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PSLE SURVIVAL KIT.&lt;/strong&gt;        (click 2 enlarge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/psle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/psle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets take a look at da contents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/survival%20kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/survival%20kit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the EYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/the%20eye1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/the%20eye1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to read de exam questions carefully.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;dat eye resembles mine rite?? cos my eyes r juz lyk dat when i roll em! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/roll%20eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/roll%20eyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;umm.. wrong side&lt;br /&gt;dotz.&lt;br /&gt;so fugly rite. haha. no wonder my frenz owaes stop me from rolling my eyes. thx buds! =))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a GINKO NUT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/ginko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/ginko.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to boost ur memory!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a piece of PUZZLE to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/puzzle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...remind u 2 use  L O G I C.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a piece of Ch0c0lAte..&lt;/em&gt; yummys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/choc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/choc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...to gif u energy 2 sustain thru~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a cute SMILEY``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/smiley.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for g0od luck!! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my sis got cranked up after studyin so much... so she created this&lt;br /&gt;ONE-eyed monster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/one%20eyed%20monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/one%20eyed%20monster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duhz..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. juz so cute =p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112819431250225096?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112819431250225096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112819431250225096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112819431250225096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112819431250225096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/10/psle-survival-kit.html' title='PSLE SURVIVAL KIT'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112825435399699372</id><published>2005-10-02T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:27:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>netball netball here i come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;ooohweeeee~~!!&lt;br /&gt;da NYP netball team juz &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;called&lt;/em&gt; me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/nyp%20netball6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/nyp%20netball6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (click 2 enlarge.)&lt;br /&gt;im goin 4 tryout on tues!! =)))&lt;br /&gt;i tot dat after so many mths since i've signed up  for dat cca..&lt;br /&gt;n dey hav yet 2 call me, i wld not hav any chance..&lt;br /&gt;even tot dat they hav closed down. haha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;but surprise surprise!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LURVE netball. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/netball12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/netball12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got addicted wif it since i was in Pimary 6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was da WING DEFENDER` then. *grins proudly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/Picture11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/Picture11.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i lost touch wif it since secondary sch cos my sec sch has only volleyball ='(&lt;br /&gt;so i joined volleyball in sec 3. **but i sucked in it.=p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NETBALL, i will b bac.&lt;/em&gt; *evil laughters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me gd luck!! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112825435399699372?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112825435399699372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112825435399699372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112825435399699372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112825435399699372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/10/netball-netball-here-i-come.html' title='netball netball here i come!!'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112811138848627331</id><published>2005-10-02T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T17:42:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad type of blogger are u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your Blogging Type is Confident and Insightful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/confident.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a ton of brain power, and you leverage it into brilliant blog. Both creative and logical, you come up with amazing ideas and insights. A total perfectionist, you find yourself revising and rewriting posts a lot of the time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blog for yourself - and you don't care how popular (or unpopular) your blog is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your &lt;br /&gt;Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyew thankyews.. haha.. dun hav 2 praise me lar.. i shy leh.. (@^_^@)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really do keep revising my entires n try 2 make it as perfect as possible=) &lt;br /&gt;so, rmb 2 tag me yar?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112811138848627331?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112811138848627331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112811138848627331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112811138848627331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112811138848627331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/10/wad-type-of-blogger-are-u.html' title='wad type of blogger are u?'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112815995139519886</id><published>2005-10-01T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T03:34:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>日有所思，夜有所梦。</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#26085;&amp;#26377;&amp;#25152;&amp;#24605;&amp;#65292;&amp;#22812;&amp;#26377;&amp;#25152;&amp;#26790;&amp;#12290;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahkao. dis phrase is so damn true 2 me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a nap juz now.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt abt my tags in my blog, cos b4 dat i was wonderin hu is da 'JY' taggin.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt abt fightin ova da comp w my sis, cos i told her 2 let me use it after i woke up. &lt;br /&gt;wahahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;mad mad mad!!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt dat my mom was mad at me again, cos shes still so &lt;em&gt;biased&lt;/em&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;my youngest sis bothers me wif her frenster tings  e v e r y  single day cos hers was hacked. not once, not twice, but almost every moment! DUHz.&lt;br /&gt;so in a moment of frustration, i blasted at her yet again.&lt;br /&gt;my mom scolded me n not her. sighs* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; &amp;#25105;&amp;#26089;&amp;#24050;&amp;#20064;&amp;#24815;&amp;#20102;&amp;#12290;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;wahlao.. my mom was oso dere everytime my sis pestered me wif dat. she herself cldnt stand my sis too.. it was of gd riddance when i shouted at her. but my mom dint appreciate my help. &lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. back 2 my weird dreams.. i really kip havin freaky dreams about da tings dat go arnd my head when im conscious. i must have been tinkin too much of doz tings. n too &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt; 2 tink of these tings oso.. nevermind mar.. its holidays now.. n i luv 2 space out n crap alot too.. dats y..*smirks* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112815995139519886?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112815995139519886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112815995139519886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112815995139519886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112815995139519886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='日有所思，夜有所梦。'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112792105359912289</id><published>2005-10-01T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:35:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weneva i get really excited, i do dis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chicken dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/chicken%20dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/chicken%20dance.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorrie cai, dis 1 onli show 1/4 of ur face. dun scold ah bu ahh!!=X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i noe im freaky. but i lyk it. so candid~ muahahas&lt;br /&gt;i dunno since when did dis habit start. but when i get excited, i start swingin my arms back n forth n stamping my feet at da same tym,no matter whr i am.(ps:dis pic was taken at bugis street on a crowded nite=p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out w joy last sunday 2 help her find sth 2 wear 2 her colleague's ROM pool party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/super%20lamers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/super%20lamers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right right...im not digressing frm da chicken dance topic yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed 2 meet 3pm at orchard mrt, but i was late for abt an hr.. cos i was applyin make-up mahh!! &lt;em&gt;(we both decided apply makeup cos we wanted 2 go FE-ing. yups da aim of FejLb.hahas *kiddin*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its coincidence or her makeup made her look more chio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/joy%2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/joy%2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chio rite!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy took numba frm her. *woots!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw. sum1 says dat she looks cute in dis pic*&lt;/em&gt; bwahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were walkin out of da mrt station n discussin abt tt guy excitedly...&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realised dat me bein late wasnt such a bad ting after all!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. &lt;br /&gt;u see, if i wasnt late, she wldnt b waitin dere 4 me, n tt guy wldnt hav seen her. moreova, i was late 4 &lt;em&gt;an hour&lt;/em&gt; n dat guy approached her juz 10 mins b4 i arrived.=P &lt;br /&gt;so, all dis happened so timely yar! &lt;br /&gt;okok bac 2 da topic.&lt;br /&gt;i got all excited n started creditin my lateness ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="violet"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;i did dat chicken dance &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right outside orchard mrt!! &lt;br /&gt;on a crowded sunday noon!!&lt;br /&gt;omfg. how mad can i be.. &lt;br /&gt;haha.. i routed so many tings juz 2 tell ya dat my "chicken dance symptom" acts up when i get so hyper...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind me =P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112792105359912289?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112792105359912289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112792105359912289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112792105359912289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112792105359912289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/10/chicken-dance.html' title='chicken dance'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112809584486511103</id><published>2005-09-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:58:15.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fcuked up</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="gray"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs* dint blog 4 so many days.. cuz too bz.. n well.. dis skin nice anot?? credits 2 dandan (eileen) n kelvin 4 helpin me w da alignment of tagbaord etc..anyways.. dis entry is gonna b full of compliants cos i wanna vent my anger!! &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;catch a more entertainin entry l8r =)&lt;br /&gt;(ps: stop readin now if u hate vulgarities n a gal hu rebels her mom...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="lightblue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my youngest sis supposedly went 4 an excursion 2dae.. n cuz of dis excursion, a big argument happened ytd..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis wanted 2 borrow my hp 4 2dae's excursion cos she said tt she wld b bored on da bus so dat she cld listen 2 radio n mp3 songs w it.. but b4 dat, she had oreadi asked me 2 buy teenage mag 4 her i dint want 2 lend her my hp due 2 a few reasons. (u can say im selfish or wad. wadeva. i hav my own valid reasons 4 not lendin it 2 her.)my train journey 2 harbourfront is 1hr+ n hers? its lyk onli 30 mins for her journey, w her frenz' accompany. she dint get wad she wanted n she cried. &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello? u r in primary Six oreadi ok? cant u b more mature? i tot u hav bcum more mature. fancy resorting 2 dis kinda childish sham of urs 2 get tings ur way? no way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightblue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad i said was right. even my mom cld find nth 2 tok bac at me. (i dunno how 2 explain dis. may seem lyk im in da worng. but wait, read on.)&lt;br /&gt;so my bltchy lil sis was still whining. my mom wanted 2 get her 2 study 4 her PSLE so she had no choice but 2 confront me. at dat tym i was washin dishes.&lt;br /&gt;i was complainin 2 the other younger sister bout wad tings i did 4 my youngest sis n yet she still had da cheek 2 say i am selfish.. my mom ovaheard our conversation n my she started:&lt;br /&gt;"stop crediting urself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. i shall now start debitin away all da credits i did 2 her n not make anymore credits. fuk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightblue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: u r so selfish. she lends her tings 2 u, so y cant u lend ur tings 2 her now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: since when did i not lend her my tings?? dere r damn lot of tings tt i lent it 2 her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: really? den list it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (tinks: tryin 2 make tings difficult 4 me?) too many 2 b listed. how bout u list out da tings she did 4 me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: pissed n stopms 2wards me* u wanna list?! fine! list lah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den she started hittin me real hard on my arms n back. wheneva she cant tok anymore sense or she has nth 2 reason bac at me, she juz start 2 get rough. fair anot u tell me?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightblue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheebye!! im 17 oreadi ok! not 7 or 10. i cant report 2 police as child abuse cos im not a child anymore. n i cant report it ill-treament of maid cos im not a maid. so wad?! how?! i dun get any protection!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was too peeved 2 say anytin den juz flicked sum water towards her. she stunned 4 a moment n started 2 hit me again. i raised my arm w a dish in my hand. n she tot i was gonna hit her w tt. i was juz tryin 2 shield myself. den she went 2 da store rm n took a recorder(tt music intstrument) n taunted me 2 retaliate. sick. dis is sick. wtf? her way of hittin look totally inhumane. freak. she tried 2 hit me w recorder?!! im not da onli 1 gettin dis kinda treatment. wen she boils up, angry at my younger sis, she wld hit her da same way. 2 of us get it. tt stupid youngest sis of mine onli gets scolded. BIASED. fukin biased. she asked me 2 get outta her sight asap. asked me 2 get outta da hse if possible. rite. u tink i dun dream of tt? i wan more freedom. n i dunno y im so useless.. i hardly cry 4 anytin. n evrytym dis kinda fuked up biased ting happens, i cry. i cry really hard n i cant stop. dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;n she wld owaes say my grandma wasted her efforts 4 bring me up n pampering me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightblue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh really? u tink so? well u r WRONG. when i was young every1 praised me 4 bein sucha lil angel ok. i was so damn obedient. i nv talked back or whined 4 anytin. never.eva since i was under ur care, tt was when i started 2 rebel. i dunno why. mayb u gave me too much stress on studies or wad. n look st dat precious daughter of urs. dat idiot tt u brought up all on ur own. shes owaes whinnin 4 tings. n she will onli stop onli after she gets it. n how much trouble hav she caused juz dis yr? we hadda clean her ass of mess tt she made. n shes only p6. hav i made u worry so much n created so much troubles? no ok. u said it urself too. so? da conclusion is so darn clear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i greeted her when i reached home 2dae. i was reluctant at 1st. but she juz ignored me. fine. i give u face u dun wan. so i wont bother givin u respect anymore. (she confiscated my hp ytd.) &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="lightpink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not in sec 3 or 4 anymore! im in poly! dis is nuts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="lightblue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lyk writin a load of crap cos its so difficult 2 express it out. pls ignore me cos i juz wanted 2 vent my anger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for sum fun later!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112809584486511103?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112809584486511103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112809584486511103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112809584486511103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112809584486511103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/fcuked-up.html' title='fcuked up'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112758169498199462</id><published>2005-09-25T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T16:25:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>assassin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Assassin" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112528958_B_assassin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are an assassin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means you are a professional and do your&lt;br /&gt;job without mixing any emotions in it. In your&lt;br /&gt;life you have probably been hurt many times and&lt;br /&gt;have gotten some mental scars. This results in&lt;br /&gt;you in being distant from people. Though many&lt;br /&gt;think that you are evil, you are not. What you&lt;br /&gt;really are is a person trying to forget your&lt;br /&gt;pain and past. You are the person who never&lt;br /&gt;seems to care and that is why being an assassin&lt;br /&gt;fits you good. At least, that's what people&lt;br /&gt;think. Even if you don't care that much for&lt;br /&gt;your victims, you still have the ability to&lt;br /&gt;care and to generally feel. It is not lost,&lt;br /&gt;just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to&lt;br /&gt;not get to noticed, and dress in black or other&lt;br /&gt;discrete colours. You don't being in the&lt;br /&gt;spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you&lt;br /&gt;have a hard time letting go and get real down&lt;br /&gt;if you lose him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main weapon:&lt;/b&gt; Sniper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "The walls we build around&lt;br /&gt;us to keep out the sadness also keep out the&lt;br /&gt;joy" -Jim Rohn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facial expression:&lt;/b&gt; Narrowed eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You?"&gt;What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112758169498199462?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112758169498199462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112758169498199462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112758169498199462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112758169498199462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/assassin.html' title='assassin'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112757441613015164</id><published>2005-09-25T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:45:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curlzs~</title><content type='html'>decided 2 try out da &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-have-been-getting-lot-of-emails-like.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hair-curling method&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dat &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xiaxue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;recomended.&lt;br /&gt;gals, w dis method, u dun need curling tongs n u can spare ur hair frm da damages made by da extreme heat of da curler. so gd, save $$ n electricity =)&lt;br /&gt;BUT dats onli da advantage. haha. n here cums da moz &lt;em&gt;pre-historic&lt;/em&gt; way of curling ur hair =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, apply sum oil.&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-have-been-getting-lot-of-emails-like.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 114px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="367" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/emollientgloss.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;em&gt;olive oil&lt;/em&gt; will gif da bez results but i dun hav. so i used dis emollient gloss. (apply it after u let down ur buns too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tie ur hair up in buns lyk dis.&lt;br /&gt;(looks lyk &lt;em&gt;chun-li&lt;/em&gt; frm street fighter.. but bear wif it =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 143px" height="143" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/buns.jpg" width="113" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; HEIGHT: 159px" height="155" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/buns01.jpg" width="102" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaxue said 2 leave it overnite while u slp.. its quite un comfortable.. but hey.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;女人是要美不要命嘛！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did as she suggested.. but i took it out early dis morn n went bac 2 slp.. da curls all went flat!! duhz.. so i tried it again dis afternoon.went 2 take a nap..zzZzzzZzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;4 hours later...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-dah!!&lt;br /&gt;*my sis says i look lyk hush puppy la!! hair too thick =(*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="355" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/curls06.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. pls bear w my sesame street tee. hu cares wad u r wearin when ur @ home?! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my cam-whoring nature acted up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="264" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/curls04.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. curls not really dat nice.. cos i dint follow exactly da instructions given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair-ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="370" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/curls03.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh~ my hair is flying!!(no lah i juz &lt;em&gt;tilted&lt;/em&gt; da pic. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="273" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/curls02.jpg" width="225" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. maybe it wil look nicer when tied up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="357" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/curls01.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 148px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="480" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/curls.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. lets compare da results of da xiaxue's hair buns VS cai's curling tongs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/curls(06)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/curls%2806%291.jpg" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; da buns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff3;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/cuRls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="103" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/cuRls2.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;da curling tongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/cuRls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. its much neater n faster 2 use da tongs.. but u need lotsa help w da extra-hot tongs thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hav fun trying~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112757441613015164?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112757441613015164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112757441613015164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112757441613015164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112757441613015164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/curlzs.html' title='curlzs~'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112748999393542805</id><published>2005-09-24T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:37:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so suay..</title><content type='html'>2dae i so ke lian okaes!!&lt;br /&gt;humphs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my job wasnt as ez as it &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; 2 b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;救命啊~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena so many file-cuts!! damn.. dunno y so gan cheong do so fast 4 wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;赶着去投胎啊??!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor fingers... boohoo* ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st tym use so many plasters :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not mad. seriously.. i hardly use plasters.. so ya shd noe how terrible da cuts were.. &lt;em&gt;argh!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n stupid me. wound da plaster so tightly.. now my fingers turnin &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae &lt;em&gt;老豆&lt;/em&gt; said sth tt made me go &lt;strong&gt;huh??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was 打包-ing my breakfast n as usual, i was gonna b &lt;em&gt;late&lt;/em&gt; 4 work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;老豆&lt;/em&gt; (my dad) walked out of da kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;老豆: 今天是你的 birthdae huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: jaw drops*&lt;br /&gt;me: huh??!!&lt;br /&gt;*my bdae falls on &lt;strong&gt;23rd&lt;/strong&gt; of jun. 2dae is &lt;strong&gt;23rd&lt;/strong&gt; of sept*&lt;br /&gt;me: 哪里是... 我的 bdae 是在六月leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;老豆: oh~ den hui yi 的 leh?? (my youngest sis) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: stuns* 九月六号啊.. 哈哈哈哈哈哈！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i was tinkin--"tt dae we all juz celebrated wif huiyi leh!!")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;老豆: orh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my &lt;strong&gt;mom&lt;/strong&gt; abt dis incident n she replied: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mummy: slap 他啦！哎哟。scarly 等下连我的也忘了... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n hui yi: laughters** &lt;br /&gt;me: 反正你的生日每次都是我们(me n sistas)安排的嘛...爸爸 只是吃 cake 还有给你bdae kiss 嘛...... muahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw my gawd... daddy so blur sia.. haha.. mayb too stressed la.. haha.. anyways.. daddy so good!! he won 4D juz gave me 10 bucks.. haha.. no big deal la.. but at least got sum asstra $$.. haha =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112748999393542805?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112748999393542805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112748999393542805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112748999393542805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112748999393542805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-suay.html' title='so suay..'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112730817485327695</id><published>2005-09-22T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T21:13:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late! late! late!!</title><content type='html'>ahahaha.. ytd was full of &lt;em&gt;happenings&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="109" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2801%29.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up @ 7.10am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" height="93" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2804%29.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgosh!! no need 2 work liao meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2806%291.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed 2 reach harbourfront at 830?!&lt;br /&gt;got outta hse.. reached da bus stop den realised &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;"wtf!!..... nv bring hp."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2805%29.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up takin a cab.. kays.. at 1st tot onli 15 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;still ok la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/$1.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/%241.50.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den here cums da &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omfg. +$1.50&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" height="117" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2808%29.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/$1.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brr. waste $$..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/8.30!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/8.30%21.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tick tock&lt;/em&gt;. 8.30am liao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="121" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2810%293.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still hav 2 go underground tunnel.. *sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/3.002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" height="101" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/3.002.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not again. + another $1.50&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2815%292.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fwah.. travel so long.. den cum 2 dis &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt; plc...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="83" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2816%293.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.. phew.. finally..dats my workplc =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI 4 doz hu ask me wad my job's bout,&lt;br /&gt;its juz converting files.. so ez =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2817%291.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;------frm dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="85" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2818%291.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;-------2 dis :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2820%29.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of da files tt i've completed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2822%291.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lunch. 2 mChickens.. no kiddin..&lt;br /&gt;tink i gonna go 4 sum food-gorging contest =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2826%29.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss gave me dis bear 4 my &lt;em&gt;"hardwork"&lt;/em&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" height="102" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2812%291.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bear actin cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta work, &lt;em&gt;ck&lt;/em&gt; came n we went 4 movies. he said evrytin was on him.. cuz i wished him luck 4 his &lt;em&gt;mahjiong &lt;/em&gt;session da last tym n he said dat if he won, he wld treat me gai gai =) althou he won 1 shi san yao 4 da 1st rnd onli.. n lost da rest of it. hahaha.. oops =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px" height="97" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2813%29.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate @ &lt;em&gt;ramen, cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="115" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2823%29.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed 2 find sl at kpool.. but dint c her when i reached dere.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;o so suay.. i was gonna treat u dinner=p hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" height="95" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2824%29.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ &lt;em&gt;kp0ol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/-=^j??c"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/-%3D%5Ej%3F%3Fc%27s%20pix%5E%3D-%2825%29.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ck says tt he shd b my &lt;em&gt;shi fu n teach me pool&lt;/em&gt;.. still asks 4 tea.. dunno wad &lt;em&gt;qian li xiang&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1 box costs a freakin hundred plus bucks ok!!&lt;/span&gt; (cant he juz take tt &lt;em&gt;tie guanyin&lt;/em&gt; tt i got 4 free frm buyin mooncakes?? fwahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta dat went 2 watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the longest yard&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;still okie lah.. quite funny.. but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;white chicks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;is still nicer!!&lt;br /&gt;had a fun day =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112730817485327695?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112730817485327695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112730817485327695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112730817485327695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112730817485327695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/late-late-late.html' title='late! late! late!!'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112714177140664586</id><published>2005-09-20T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:40:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Once, a fren told her,&lt;br /&gt;dat she shd not gif up on him&lt;br /&gt;cuz it wld all b worth it one day&lt;br /&gt;when he wld start 2 bcum, n oso tink in a mature manner&lt;br /&gt;n all da tym n patience she hav put in2 pay off&lt;br /&gt;cos then, he wld realise how much effort she hav put in 4 him&lt;br /&gt;to da extent of endangering her relationships wif her family n frenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as tym went by, he learnt 2 appreciate her more,&lt;br /&gt;althou deir relationship wasn't dat stable&lt;br /&gt;as dey quarreled very often&lt;br /&gt;but she was still very happy..&lt;br /&gt;cos she cld c da amt of effort he was puttin in too&lt;br /&gt;which cant b expressed wif words at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tings were still goin on well&lt;br /&gt;until one day,&lt;br /&gt;when dey exchanged heated words..&lt;br /&gt;which was usually much avoided cos she wld frequently gif in&lt;br /&gt;and tings wld go bac as per normal&lt;br /&gt;n tt day.. on da way 2 meet him,&lt;br /&gt;he broke da worst news she hav eva heard 2 her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its so tiring, lets break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dat very moment when she received dat msg,&lt;br /&gt;tears were threatening 2 flow out of her eyes&lt;br /&gt;on a taxi then, she dint allow herself 2 cry&lt;br /&gt;as she dint want 2 alarm da taxi driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried as she mite 2 salvage da situation&lt;br /&gt;she did not succeed&lt;br /&gt;his explainations 2 her fell on deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;she wasnt sure if any of dem were logical&lt;br /&gt;she onli cared abt gettin him back again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is really really thankful of havin frenz like dem&lt;br /&gt;who gave her so much support&lt;br /&gt;her frenz were da bez&lt;br /&gt;dey were dere 4 her when she needed sum1 2 rely on&lt;br /&gt;n really regretted not cherishing dem earlier on&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it wld not b too late if she start 2 cherish her beloved frenz now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she realises&lt;br /&gt;dat he did bcum more mature&lt;br /&gt;he oso new how 2 appreciate her more&lt;br /&gt;but he oso realised dat tings were not da way it shd b&lt;br /&gt;n he found it tiring, wearing him out&lt;br /&gt;he had busy school schedule,&lt;br /&gt;and still had 2 set aside sum tym 2 make her happy&lt;br /&gt;mayb he juz couldnt juggle it well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she juz hope tt he will b happy owaes n all da bez in his future endeavours... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112714177140664586?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112714177140664586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112714177140664586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112714177140664586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112714177140664586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/dedicated.html' title='dedicated...'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112706308620533160</id><published>2005-09-19T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:18:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short hair??</title><content type='html'>one more ting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna cut my hair &lt;strong&gt;SHORT&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/rabbit%20tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/rabbit%20tooth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im mad yar? im mad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/act%20shu%20nu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/act%20shu%20nu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun wanna look shu nu.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/1600/mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5110/1611/200/mad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when im not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUTTs&lt;/strong&gt;.. again.. i may regret... so.. its still on consideration... lol.. dun b so shocked peeps... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tts all 4 2dae!! nitez!! swt drz!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tata....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112706308620533160?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112706308620533160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112706308620533160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112706308620533160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112706308620533160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/short-hair.html' title='short hair??'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112705962500152139</id><published>2005-09-19T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:28:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird dream</title><content type='html'>wooh~ woke up at 2.30pm 2dae!!! omg.. since when did i bcum sucha pig??!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"o yes u hav owaes been liddis , jac"..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i had i weird but interesting dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da setting was in da 60s, wif my &lt;em&gt;pri schmates&lt;/em&gt; n &lt;em&gt;sec schmates&lt;/em&gt;... so, dreamt tt i met sum1 in wheelchair--&gt;which turns out 2 b my pri sch fren...oops, im not cursin him or wad.. cuz hes a nice fren n i was happy 2 meet him again.. i was tokin w him n even ended up sitting in wheel chair too!! :O haha.. (dun worry 4 me la... i was juz on it 4 fun den)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, w all my sec sch frenz.. still in da 60s.. all in khakis shorts n gals in doz plain tees while guys in singlets.. lol.. we were all at a &lt;em&gt;sports carnival&lt;/em&gt;?? *weird leh* den evry1 in all kinds of sports.. juz den, i found my frenz(dunno which of dem lah) bullied by sum ah bengs... so i went ova n ended up fighting w dem!! n i ................won....!! &lt;em&gt;althou it took a few hard kicks 2 send dem flying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i found myself sitting in a circle on da field w my &lt;em&gt;frenz&lt;/em&gt; n a &lt;em&gt;beng.. &lt;/em&gt;i was bickering w da &lt;em&gt;beng &lt;/em&gt;n asked &lt;em&gt;cai&lt;/em&gt; 4 backup.. kao!! w/o acknowledging &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; got hold of a volleyball n went off...now for &lt;em&gt;sweeli &lt;/em&gt;, oso v 'gou peng you'... i asked her 4 backup too n she juz ignored me..how cld she!! fejLb!! whr were all of u when i need help??!! lol... jk la.. u all r my darlinks =3 all of a sudden..a soccer ball came zoomin in2 our circle of peeps.. n &lt;em&gt;wenyi&lt;/em&gt; stood up, caught it n ran off playin soccer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"jie, kuai dian qi lai. 2.30 liao!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WTF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was my sis askin me 2 wake up.. cant she juz lemme fin dis interestin dream??lol.. anyway if she dint wake me up, i may hav slept on til 3+.. haha.. well, my description wasnt really apt.. may sound more of weird.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!! tml gotta work... so sian... gonna get depression soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;da pay is gd. job is slack. so whut r u complaining of, miss jacqueline??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not tt. tts onli da &lt;em&gt;advantages&lt;/em&gt; of da job.. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;, da disadvantages r...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;da colleagues r boring n hypocirtes* im not say tt dey r hypocritical 2wards me.. but dey treat each other tt way.* my ex-col in &lt;em&gt;levi's &lt;/em&gt;were so straight-forward, interesting n fun ppl. they r COOL &lt;em&gt;*winks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;i work lyk a factory machine.wad fun do i get??!! in levi's, u c many types of custs... serving dem, u experience satisfaction when u serve a cust well n dey r happy when dey leave ur boutique.. or tt dey r so picky, dey make u soo fed up tt u wanna scold &lt;em&gt;knnbccb *smirks..&lt;/em&gt; yea n so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion... i &lt;strong&gt;dun &lt;/strong&gt;wanna work in an &lt;em&gt;air-conditioned&lt;/em&gt; office anymore!! althou i can sit all day... dun hav 2 worry abt meetin sales targets n c customers de &lt;em&gt;face color, &lt;/em&gt;its meaningless n does not feed ur emotional needs.. unless u wanna say tt u can earn more $$ n it gives u more satisfaction!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats all 4 2dae!! tired liao... dun wanna b late as &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;usual &lt;/span&gt;4 tml..=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112705962500152139?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112705962500152139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112705962500152139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112705962500152139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112705962500152139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/weird-dream.html' title='weird dream'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16859211.post-112705543335101741</id><published>2005-09-19T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T00:58:43.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>views on bloggin</title><content type='html'>heyya all!! ya.. used 2 tink bloggin was boliao.. cuz its lyk 'wad for?'... y do u need a blog when u hav a journal..? or rather, y do u wan 2 expose ur personal lyf 2 others when u wan privacy?? contradicting, ain't it? so anyway.. i started 2 get interested in bloggin since i started reading sum blogs introduced &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/Charleston86/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;charleston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (my bro).. sum blogs such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blinkymummy.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;blinkymummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockson.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;rockson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mr-v.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;verce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.. bm n xx blogs r really interesting.. deir views on tings r really diff frm norm ppl lyk us.. and rockson.. hmm his is 1 damn entertaining site.. lolz.. speaks lyk a typical sg beng n can make u LUFF OUT LOUD..hehe..as for verce.. hmm.. his blog provides many vid clips n u can get urself entertained w doz clips...&lt;br /&gt;so, juz 2 let ya peeps noe, doz bloggers mentioned aboved r all intelligent ppl.. n deir sites r oso v popular... da blogs r so entertaining so i decided 2 hav 1 too!! haha.. i dun hav da intention 2 try 2 b popular lyk dem thou.. juz adore deir style of writing.. check their blogs out!! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16859211-112705543335101741?l=o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/feeds/112705543335101741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16859211&amp;postID=112705543335101741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112705543335101741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16859211/posts/default/112705543335101741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-spaced-out-o.blogspot.com/2005/09/views-on-bloggin.html' title='views on bloggin'/><author><name>jac</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b167/bytchyqueen/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
