<?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-12064061</id><updated>2011-10-30T16:24:16.029-07:00</updated><category term='UDD'/><title type='text'>` p ii n k_w o nn d e r l an d</title><subtitle type='html'>` In tis wonderland.. I wish i wish.. I wish there would be happiness befalling upon mi...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>445</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8221082718502035490</id><published>2008-05-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:36:21.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'VE MOOOOVVVVEEEEDDDD!!!! :D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pinkdiaries.LIVEJOURNAL.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RRRRRREEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNKKKKKK!!!!!!! :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8221082718502035490?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8221082718502035490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8221082718502035490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8221082718502035490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8221082718502035490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-moooovvvveeeedddd-dddd-pinkdiaries.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8106721252368076609</id><published>2008-05-22T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:39:04.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;oh... ok now then i know that have to go to "compose" so can change the bloody colour. ok. i'm damn fucking NOOB la. lols.  Talking abt NOOBING. my grp has been noobing each other. lols. It's fun though. noobing each other. NOOB! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;anyway, MY GRANDFATHER IS BACK FROM CHINA. YAYS. until 6th june nia. :( i'm still having my TESTS CAN! grrr. how to spend time with him like that sia. :( sad sad sad. anyway, i'll try my best to balance my studies and going out with him. anyway, he;s a pro can. never bring back luaggage. just a hand carry. pro pro pro. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;seeing that really did made me abit jealous. but then again. am i finding a replacement? or just need someone there? i'm not sure myself. kept thinking and thinking. and then when thought of him, i thought of the other him. really trying to erase you frm my head. kept reminding myself no it's not. i don't want cause of this everything falls apart. i really try my best to pretend nothing happens. i just love you so. sometimes i just can't help it but want your attention on me. just me alone. am i really being bitchy here and grabbing you? damn. i'm really confuse. i care abt you yet i don't. i'm not sure myself now. i lead myself into this. how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but thats the path, i believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and i know that, time will heal it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you didnt notice, you mean everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;quickly im learning, to love again a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ll i know is, imma be ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;thought i couldnt live without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;its gonna hurt when it heals to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;it'll all get better in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;eventhough i really love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;im gonna smile cause i deserve to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it'll all get better in time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8106721252368076609?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8106721252368076609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8106721252368076609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8106721252368076609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8106721252368076609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7293531316527532408</id><published>2008-05-19T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:31:13.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having a rough weekend. the first time ever i did soooo many hsework. it's like very tiring. and thanks to my LITTLE sis. she never did much to help. everythign i do. :( so end up don't have the time to study. so have to stay up late at the night to study. to cover up my guilt for not studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a rough weekend. i'm afraid. i'm worried. but what else could i do? crying doesn't seem to help. all i know is just cry. i feel useless. it's all my fault isn't it. i'm just too spoiled. a spoiled brat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7293531316527532408?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7293531316527532408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7293531316527532408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7293531316527532408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7293531316527532408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/having-rough-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3295181640843350536</id><published>2008-05-16T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:33:13.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a rough day today. real bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanted to like burst out at school in front of so many people. know i hate to cry infront of ppl. but i just could take it i guess. i thought i could just shun it at one side till i get home. then guess someone hit the crying button and cried out abit nia..... haha. couldn't cry like siao infront of ppl right. it'll look pathetic and trying to gain sympathy. lols.&lt;br /&gt;well, just feel that life is just so hard to get by. and money seems to be everything still. to me. i really don't mean to be born like this. just feel stupid sometimes. don't even know if i can make it far. will i ever get to pursue my dreams? i really want to. it's been since i was like in sec school. i have always plan to study this, work as one. now cause of my stupidity and money i can't. i'm stuck. i'm afraid if i don't, i'll regret forever. she says i'm looking down at them cause they can't produce the money. but i'm not. i'm actually asking so i can like help out too. it's like there are so many miscommunicationa dn misunderstanding among us. i can't even be bothered to talk so much. i'm just plain tired of everything. i just want to give up. feel so burden to them. feel so bad being in this world. if only i could disappear. i really don't wanna burden anyone. i don't want ppl suffering and changing themselves because of me. i rather give up on everything if that's the case. i really don't want cause of me. i'd rather die.&lt;br /&gt;so the heavy load was carried frm morning till i took the bus to school. sat in the bus on the verge of just breaking down. i held back. i couldn't. i wouldn't. then went to school, the load lifted abit. then it became even heavier. the workload given was just too intense. i was like so stressed up and i couldn't and didn't know what in the world to find. i was like shooting arrows aiming the at nothign but the air. i was totally clueless. last night had given me a huge headache i was really bursting of strss. how funny. during that time. i just rush through everything. i just briefly describe everything. i can't be bothered and then handed up. and the load was heavier. i didn't do it well. i just merely throw everything in. i don't give a fucking damn. really wanted to just cry at that point of time. huge headache. really wanted to just go home and stay in my room. but of course i can't. cause it's my dearest khimmy's day. i've to be there. and of course i can't dampen the mood and day. so tried to like keep positive. until the point of time i guess i really couldn't take it. cried abit. like i think few drops then stop. haha. guess i just need to throw that tears away of not i think my load would be there. then i'm feeling better abit. load was lighter, but still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what i'm doing. unku says i can't substitute someone else. and i shldn't make use. i'm sorry. i too myself feel bad. but then. i realy want someone there for me. someone that i can lean on when i'm breaking down just like today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was one of the worst days of my life, and i hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3295181640843350536?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3295181640843350536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3295181640843350536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3295181640843350536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3295181640843350536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-rough-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8313634188804734807</id><published>2008-05-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:15:12.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hope u're alright. really i do feel sorry abt it. :( when i heard the news. it really shocked me for a moment. ah. i feel useless cause i don't know what else to do. really. i hope u're fine. love u. for a moment. i was like damn upset abt it too. till now i am upset but then again. i can't say anything. it makes things worst. just want you to be fine and happy. you know how much i love u right.&lt;br /&gt;u know. i'm now feeling damn guilty abt it. like i couldn't even be there for u. what a fucking bestie i am. looking at ur blog. i see ur other friends seem to know u better, talk to u in a more familiar and closer relationship than me. then i thought to myself. what have i become? am i really still there as a bestie. or it's just a status. i feel so so gulty and bad abt myself. it's like. i never ever cared so much. i think i'm like the worst friend ever to be around. fuck. no one shld know me as a friend. i'm afraid thye will soon be like thrown one side. sorry unku. i really am sorry for not being there. though u might not be entirely upset abt it. i am. and really, i feel damn guilty. fuck. i'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8313634188804734807?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8313634188804734807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8313634188804734807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8313634188804734807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8313634188804734807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/hope-ure-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-333993667335388396</id><published>2008-05-11T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T07:40:27.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yest was lke a great day and yet a guilty day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was guilty of ditching juan for study to go eat dim sum with my grandma and uncle and violet. LOLS. i'm so sorry. i'm super bad friend as usual. DAMN. i need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that was DIM SUM TIME. woooots. i think i've been craving for like good quality siew mai for a damn long time! so when we went to the dim sum place to eat. i ate like 4 siew mais. LOLS. that's like more than 1 LONG of siew mais. But can't help it. It's really nice. with the prawn and the meat. JUST. OMG. HEAVEN. i shld bring khim go eat. she'll love it too... HAHHAHAHA. Funny thing is i don't like har gao. Mei ate like 1 long of them. she LOVES them. hahaha. such total opposites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then after tat, went to walk walk. then thought of my presentation clothes for csas. then went to walk at those shop hses. WOW can. i bought like 2 shoes. LOLS. and talking abt saving money. GUILTY again. then also i finally bought the presentation skirt. and it's like only 30 bucks! cheap huh!!! :D so happy that i found it. but then it's like plain plain black. total nothing. HAHA. oh well, it's ok though. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to eat with mummy for mummy's day. ok it's so filling. i think i'm gonna burst. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for christmas! i suddenly feel like having christmas! :((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-333993667335388396?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/333993667335388396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=333993667335388396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/333993667335388396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/333993667335388396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/yest-was-lke-great-day-and-yet-guilty.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5425635459583213611</id><published>2008-05-08T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:40:31.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cough cough cough. cough cough cough. flu flu flu. flu flu flu. ASS LA. hate it. i can't even shout! tried to shout and argue with my sis and grandma. stupid, my voice was straining! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hope i'll be fine SOOOOONNN. today can't give tuition cause i'm sick. DAMN IT. i think i shldn't have gone to school. i feel so bad in passing the virus to ppl arnd me. LOLS. Liwei sneezed a zillion times. Khim started to cough. Juan said she gonna have sore throat. ALDEN, hahahha. same state as me. RUNNING NOSE and COUGH! idiot. i hate it. xiner perfectly fine. idiot. so strong for what la. ;p i felt like dying today can. not only that i slept like at 11 last night. YET i'm soooooo sleepy and tired. Seldom i'm like that ok! haha. luckily i'm sick. then everyone can hear less noise of me. OMG. i shld start changing myself to be more gentle. lols. like how to? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw was you. i was sooooo glad. so happy. :):) you appeared when i just needed help. great. i thought i said i won't fall for you any longer? omg. can't think! anyway, just now thought of another guy. and i told myself, CANNOT! cause i don't want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5425635459583213611?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5425635459583213611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5425635459583213611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5425635459583213611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5425635459583213611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/cough-cough-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2947937577273617434</id><published>2008-05-06T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T04:20:54.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick and dying down here....... but then no matter what, i still wanna work for the money. nvm my health! it's all money talk. i really need money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2947937577273617434?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2947937577273617434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2947937577273617434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2947937577273617434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2947937577273617434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-and-dying-down-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3905623809934250696</id><published>2008-04-26T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:06:55.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cause of u. i never want to take a step forward. afraid. just like it always happen, backout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be sad cause of you. cry cause of you. never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate guys. they never ever think abt girls feelings. yet again. why do i always fall for one in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3905623809934250696?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3905623809934250696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3905623809934250696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3905623809934250696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3905623809934250696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/cause-of-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6734429185405721142</id><published>2008-04-23T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T05:58:38.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite an alright day. amazingly i didn't really feel sleepy in lect. was only like bored when the lecturer was crapping non-stop abt everything under the sun except the topic itself. like this morning. after abt 40 mins then the lecturer DECIDED to start teaching. and well, if she didn't crap so much, i bet we could finish the whole topic 1 within today. think shs's just too lonely so need some ppl to talk to. she;s good la, but too friendly till it's annoying and irritating sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after school, headed to Bugis for shopping. Ok, cause khim says she wanna shop. so my friends and I wanted to just merely company her. Juan, Xiner and I even said we won't buy anything. BUT THEN, guess what. I was the first person to buy stuff ok! and and and, I FOUND THE BAG THAT I WANTED SINCE THE LAST WEEK OF MY HOLS! it's only 20 bucks! then then then. HAHAHAHHAHAHA. funny thing is, Khim and Xiner was GREATLY INFLUENCED BY ME that they too wanted to buy it! hahahahahhahahaha. That's like so funny can! cause they didn't wanted to buy any rubbish stuff. LOLS. i'm just a great influencer. At first Xiner wanted to buy it there and then. then khim too. then khim thought for a moment and said she see elsewhere got cheaper not if not she will buy here. SOOOOOOOO, i said they have to promise me to buy it cause i don't wanna carry it alone. so we did the pinky fingers hook up promise. :D hahahahhahaha. and seal it with the thumb! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went shop shop. Liwei they all keep missing la. I'm like where'e Liwei where's Liwei. I hate to get lost in Bugis. i'm afraid i'll be like MISSING. then Juand and Khim bought a top. *Note to self: I MUST FUCKING SLIM MY FUCKING BODY DOWN!* cause i really liked the clothes and i couldn't buy them. it's like fucking 10 bucks for so many nice things and i can't buy. i can only like stand there and watch them beautifully and MOCKINGLY looking at ME. fuck sia! GRRRR! anyway, there is so many PRETTY CLOTHINGS ARND........... let chant: I MUST SLIM DOWN I MUST SLIM DOWN I MUST SLIM DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, Liwei, khim they all had to like go back TP for meeting. crazy right. then me, Juan and Xiner continued shopping. And....... Juan and I bought some stuff again! hahahaahhahahhaa. OMG la. SO GUILTY CAN. i bought a top for 18 bucks which for me, as a fat ass getting this price is like WORTH IT CAN! and juan bought a shorts. cheap la. :):):) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy today yet tired! oh wells, i just wish i was slimmer. THEN i'll be even more happier in buying clothes. i just LOOOOOVVVVEEEE shopping! :D i took 2hrs to get home. WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6734429185405721142?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6734429185405721142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6734429185405721142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6734429185405721142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6734429185405721142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-quite-alright-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1495962769373116008</id><published>2008-04-21T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T08:02:55.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school. year 3. i'm feeling damn old now. it's too fast. in a blink of an eye, i'm like year 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wanted to take the 27 bus but then Alden enlightened me with the freshies taking 27. so took 34. i was like GOING TO BE LATE! luckily, chong yumin came to the rescue! hahahha. i msg her ask her where is she cause i wanted to drop the bus stop earlier but afraid that i'm not so sure where to walk. and LUCKILY, she called me in the nick of time. i was at the bus stop and she just passed by. so i dropped and we walked to the bus stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say luckily i dropped. or else, i'll be DAMN LATE CAN! anyway today's lect was a full 3hrs. nothing special happen. i'm pretty bushed by the time i got back home. which was like 10 plus pm can. cause had to go give tuition. TIRED. and i missed my show. later 1am got replay. so must watch. i'm wondering hwo to wake up tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1495962769373116008?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1495962769373116008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1495962769373116008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1495962769373116008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1495962769373116008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8842099380504577156</id><published>2008-04-20T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T07:08:38.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtONSO7bzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6WlL2LJvsM0/s1600-h/DSC08083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtONSO7bzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6WlL2LJvsM0/s320/DSC08083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191328985614348082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at coffee club with jarael. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtN9yO7byI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VbOX0ueCvtQ/s1600-h/DSC08076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtN9yO7byI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VbOX0ueCvtQ/s320/DSC08076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191328719326375714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and yingy at orchard mrt waiting for Jarael. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtNqCO7bxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BpUuTDGGHmA/s1600-h/DSC08125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtNqCO7bxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BpUuTDGGHmA/s320/DSC08125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191328380023959314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the restuarant. nice? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtNGSO7bwI/AAAAAAAAADs/_botUkUOz-U/s1600-h/DSC08122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtNGSO7bwI/AAAAAAAAADs/_botUkUOz-U/s320/DSC08122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191327765843635970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at Becca's face. LOLS. ugly can! hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtM3SO7bvI/AAAAAAAAADk/5gXGdHVKmCU/s1600-h/DSC08130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtM3SO7bvI/AAAAAAAAADk/5gXGdHVKmCU/s320/DSC08130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191327508145598194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the ikan bilis he gave. it's a HEAP alright! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8842099380504577156?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8842099380504577156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8842099380504577156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8842099380504577156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8842099380504577156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-coffee-club-with-jarael.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/SAtONSO7bzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6WlL2LJvsM0/s72-c/DSC08083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-270054862498839489</id><published>2008-04-20T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:50:12.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with the one and only Sotong Becca!:) i was afraid i couldn't recgonise her just like jarael. so i kept a damn close look out for her. imagine, orchard mrt station, god so many humans can. plus it was a sat. super crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went shopping, and she bought  2 tops at isetan. super nice. i wore the dress is like too sweet la. so not me can! if only the other pattern has the dress one. then i will buy it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca said she wants the URS shoes. when we finally found the shop she don't want to buy. LOLS. no money so find mummy on mon to buy. haha! yupps, all mums are our mobile atms. i just LOVE shopping with my mummy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, guess where me and Becca went. HAHA. We went to Gucci, Prada, Chanel and LV. :D:D:D:D:D it's just so rich when u enter. And she's my ONLY super RICH friend that dares to go into these places. I always do not dare enter cause scared they look down on me. but then, Becca gave me a new courage! haha. anyway, saw the standard gucci bag that i like. come to think of it, i don't really really like cause it's so normal. then we went to LV. YUPPS! i LOOOOOOVVVVVEEEE the backpack. omg. that's what i'm looking for since friday when i went out with Yingy and Jarael! and hello, i end up seeing it at LV. lols. price? expensive. but it's damn OMG. i just L-O-V-E love it! but i know i can't afford. only the other gucci bag i can. lols. Becca then asked the luggages prices. it's pretty. but then i'm afraid it'll spoil and get dirty easily. oh well, i just love that places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we headed to far east and shop for awhile before we settle to the korean restuarant. had to wait for like half an hour so we sat there and talked. then she said she bought that kind of bag like a haversack i was looking for. then she showed me the one she bought. wonder shld i buy frm her cause she never used it before. maybe i will. see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh! the korean restuarant got this guy with is well, average cute. :):) hahahhahaha. he's super kind and good service i guess. cause i asked for anchovies and he gave me. then when i asked if i could have more. he gave a a HEAP of anchovies. HAHA. but he's kind. Anyway, me and becca had a great great time. laugh and laugh. too bad she's going Australia soon. sad la! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my family like having financial problems since my grandfather left for china. hope everything goes well. i have to try cut down on being so materialistic. hate myself for being that. but then again, i can't help it. today went to a shopping mall, everywhere sales! i had to really resist buying anything and even stop to see them! how sad. if only i'm rich. REAL RICH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-270054862498839489?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/270054862498839489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=270054862498839489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/270054862498839489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/270054862498839489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-with-one-and-only-sotong-becca.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2368289503610512724</id><published>2008-04-18T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:19:10.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when out with Ying Huan and Jarael. :):) LOTS OF SMILES. i miss them dearly. omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always seeing Yingy is always such a like GODDESS can. She's super boney and has shape and woots, HOT. haha. wonder why i got pretty friends AND super slim friends and i'm fucking NOT one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jarael also changed la. she become more.... mature thinking, cut her hair. lols. she's great. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, met with Yingy first cause jarael having attachment. so we headed to far east and SHOP for a COVERED SHOE. i seriously liked the kappa show. but the bands are abit weird after trying.so end up buying same shoe as yingy and i bought a gladiator slipper. :):) sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went arnd shopping an yingy kept saying lots of clothes are online clothes. and i'm like ok.... cause thye really are selling ddamn ex are far east can. and i'm finding a tube dress. nice ones PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking for HOURS and i seriously meant HOURS, Yingy decided to eat at Taka the Coffee Club. the place is alright bah, bit cram. but the food is great! :):) super nice. So met with Jarael. Waited for her at prchart mrt station. LOLS. i couldn't recognise her at all can! i didn't even see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to taka to eat, had a chit chat, talk talk, crap crap, nothing much happened to us so nothing to catch up on. then we took a look at each other's younger siblings. LOLS. FYI, our sibilings are alll YOUNGER. and yupps, Jarael's bro is like more handsome, Yingy's bro is well, i see him everytime in TP and mine..... HAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHHA. never change. then we took pics and decided to go Yingy's hse ONE day to eat dinner. on FRIDAY. :) hope we can go there la.... i miss her parents. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarael says we should have a pri class gathering. HOW TO GATHER SIA. lols. Ask Mark to go do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2368289503610512724?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2368289503610512724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2368289503610512724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2368289503610512724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2368289503610512724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-out-with-ying-huan-and-jarael.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-792551680029650521</id><published>2008-04-12T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:26:21.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly i don't know why but my blog the edit post thingy cannot select other colours. this orange colour is a default setup. Unku, how to change it? i want to change default colour to grey if it's like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night was a sort of i'm-alone-which-makes-me-wanna-think-abt-all-the-negative-things-that-can-or-may-or-has-happened. in sort i was emo-ing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thought about my future. i would have the money to study in uni. but, what's i'm lacking is just smartness. damn, i'm fucking stupid. my results can't seem to go higher than 1st floor. really worried plus upset plus whatever feeling suppose to be mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, thought abt my pathetic life. yest was feeling bit lonely. then thought why no one would contact me ask me out. guess i only have lots of good friends and very few besties or damn close ones. wonder if really one day i'm like gone like that. will anyone even know? then thought abt what some adults told me. when we start to grow up, everyone goes to a diff pathway. no one stays together. and after awhile, everyone stops keeping in touch, stops talking. when we see each other we pretend we don't knwo the person. i'm thinking this way. as we grow up, we really wil be very independent. depending only on ourselves. lucky for those that has a boyfriend. they got someone to company. oh well. haha. i'm alright. just want to say it out. i know many out there care for me i guess. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-792551680029650521?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/792551680029650521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=792551680029650521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/792551680029650521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/792551680029650521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/firstly-i-dont-know-why-but-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6689531648467366652</id><published>2008-04-08T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:18:03.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R_tFrZiZcjI/AAAAAAAAADE/WyJ6UU_WmDw/s1600-h/DSC08008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R_tFrZiZcjI/AAAAAAAAADE/WyJ6UU_WmDw/s320/DSC08008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186816007739109938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unku don't look like unku~ lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R_tGEJiZckI/AAAAAAAAADM/yFaIdbucf1w/s1600-h/DSC08011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R_tGEJiZckI/AAAAAAAAADM/yFaIdbucf1w/s320/DSC08011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186816432940872258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unku bought me the cap frm taiwan. i still don't know why it's california instead. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6689531648467366652?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6689531648467366652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6689531648467366652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6689531648467366652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6689531648467366652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/unku-dont-look-like-unku-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R_tFrZiZcjI/AAAAAAAAADE/WyJ6UU_WmDw/s72-c/DSC08008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-755801260088391494</id><published>2008-04-08T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:13:11.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>better blog abt sentosa trip with Unku or else she'll kill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went SENTOSA with Unku on Friday. lets chant together. sentosa sentosa sentosa.... Met her in the morning. i was EARLY~ :D then took the mrt to vivo. while going there, talked abt her trip at Taiwan. it really sounds damn n ice to go there la. i wanna go too. :( no wait, i shld say, i wqanna go overseas. lets chant again: HONG KONG HONG KONG HONG KONG! THAILAND THAILAND THAILAND! i bet they miss me like how i miss them! awwww. how sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went cafe dal mar. and start tanning. haha! the sun was BLAZING hot at first. and to make me not think of hot hot hot sun, i brought comics to read! :) haha. unku had a cap. and and and, she BOUGHT me ONE too! frm taiwan. it's so me can! and then she pass me the candies she bought from taiwan. it's no ORDINARY candy... it's penis, breats, condom, pad and band aid CANDIES. lols. and as i've always exaggerated the HOT HOT SUN, it melted. and SOB SOB, i didn't manage to see the SHAPES. ass. So unku said she will give me another batch again. :) she also bought real condom for me la. -_-" orange and purple. on a lollipop stick. i really tot it was lollipop. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after awhile, BLOODY HELL, it STARTED TO RAIN! idiot idiot idiot. curse curse curse. so now, i'm still one chinese yellow skinned girl. DAMN IT. i'm so gonna go sentosa AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-755801260088391494?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/755801260088391494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=755801260088391494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/755801260088391494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/755801260088391494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/better-blog-abt-sentosa-trip-with-unku.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5357451172067971753</id><published>2008-04-01T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T01:05:41.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with miss Chong Limin yest! it's always great going out with her. :):) oh oh oh! we went to watch movie. OKKKKKK..... it is fuck show sia! luckily i got free movie pass. so watch for free. Watched Becoming Jane. i don't understand a SINGLE THING can! end up we talk talk talk, sleep then just like stare and stare. Don't understand the whole show at all. Lols. the beside ppl all also like moving, talking... Lols. really sia. for guys it'll be worst off la. So damn omg i don't understand. DAMN BORING can!regret it la. but i really don't know any shows. nxt time we shall know what show then go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ya. go shopping better.:) She wants a black cardigan. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5357451172067971753?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5357451172067971753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5357451172067971753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5357451172067971753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5357451172067971753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-with-miss-chong-limin-yest-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3919151727078987839</id><published>2008-03-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:40:24.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07859.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this HUGE chupa chup lollipop! it's REAL ok. bigger than my fist! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07867.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night at chalet. LOLS. i realise how many omg cannot hold alcohol ppl. LOLS! esp my beloved JUAN! super crazy drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07865.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07865.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07894.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07894.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max! my korean aunt's son. cute eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07906.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unku and Me at THAI EXPRESS!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07913.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like this pillar mirror. makes me look slimer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07916.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07916.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07917.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC07917.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3919151727078987839?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3919151727078987839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3919151727078987839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3919151727078987839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3919151727078987839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-at-this-huge-chupa-chup-lollipop.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7001178241228071722</id><published>2008-03-26T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:06:50.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okok. I’m blogging now. Unku, don’t nag me hor. guess i’m just too lazy to blog all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, there are many many many MANY events happened. From like good ones to omg damn damn upsetting ones. Wells, it seems that the upsetting ones are mounting above the good ones. I can barely remember any good ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i went to Genting, from the first day i’m there, till the last day i’m there, i bought theme park tickets to play. And GUESS what. It rained NON-STOP. And my uncle told me to go HK right. Well, i regretted alot for not going. Really really regretted can. There had so sososososoooooo much fun. And well, i was stuck at SINGAPORE. Sick. Irritating. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the other time i went to Genting again. For a day only. LOLS! Well, the best part of the thing was i went into the casino. WOOTS! It’s damn damn damn damn fun can! OMG LA. It’s so shiok to go play. I played and won at first but end up i lost 20 bucks. I mean in RM. So in sing dollars only 10 bucks. :D heng. Hahahhaha. I didn’t have time to play for a zillion hours. i only had an hour to play. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, the worst worst worst upsetting thing for me uptill now is, i lost mei mei’s PSP. Ok, fuck. Call me fuck shit pls. I’m so so so so dumb. Plus it was the time where my grandfather was going shanghai and wasn’t gonna come back. And his fucking last memory of the happy times was ruined by ME. How fuck can i be. My mum scolded me in the airport like siao. Damn, i cried like omg la. FYI:  i don’t cry in public. i really didn’t want it to happen. Fucking useless la i. Mum kept saying i was useless. I can’t even find a part time job. But i really did try. Maybe i am really useless bah. Plus brainless. Results wasn’t great. Now my whole family knows i can’t continue my vet dreams cause of my stupid brainless head. violet ask me after poly go study another course. Oh well, maybe i will. Just think i’m just not worth being in this world. Or i’m just useless in my family. I can’t seem to be like, great in anything. Ok, i don’t wanna talk abt it. Really ARGH, kill me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, say something happier. Met Unku and went out with her. SMILES is the word. Had a great time with her. i really miss her lots sometimes. She knows me best, along with Limin, Xiner and Juan. HAHA.  i starting to miss all of them now. They always make me smile the widest. Think after going out with them will always make my mouth the muscle ache can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went out with unku right. Went to watch step up! Yeap! Nice sia! Omg omg omg. The ass-booty shaking was real crazy. Lols. oh oh oh!!!! Guess where we ate! Hahahahahha. THAI EXPRESS! OMG. I LOVE THAI EXPRESS. I intro to her one ok! Hahahaha. Then told her that HK cafe and Thai express is like under the same boss. Then she was like, I KNOW YOU LOVE BOTH! Heh! I love both HK CAFE and THAI EXPRESS! So so so so nice!~~ i’m missing limin now. HHAHAHA. She and Unku is like my HK cafe khaki(is it spelt this way?)! Hahhaha. And juan is my thai express babe!  So anyway, back to my day with Unku. She kept laughing at me for SHAYING this. Instead of SAYING this. IDIOT. She laugh non-stop. Babi! I was like embarrassed enough already. Still laugh at me. Then still say abt it. ASS. I was damn damn tired already right. I had to wake up extra early that day REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHOHOH! We went Vivo! Omg i miss vivo so much! I sosososoosos long never go there already. There open new shop can! They were giving out balloons and if you want one, have to go into the shop and ask the person. Then i went in, shop shop see see the clothes then, “can i have a PINK balloon PRETTY PLEASE~~~??” to the cashier person. HAHHAHAHHAA. Then i kept useing the ballon to BIONG on unku’s head. AND AND AND AND, went to pet safari. LOLS. The bulldog there DAMN DAMN DAMN cute la. It saw my balloon, then kept staring and BARKING at it. At first i didn’t know. Till Unku told me. HAHHAhA. Then bark nvm, wanna CHIONG out of the glass wall and bite the balloon. So end up knocking it’s head. Hehhehehehehe.. i know, MEAN! Lols.but it was cute. Unku likes the Yorkshiere Terrier. Lols. Unku, They are very very very PUNY dogs. As PUNY as a ChiHWAHWA. Hahha. Juan and xiner will get this joke. Then we went Diaso, walked walked abit. Then i remembered later have to watch movie. Then i don’t know the balloon how. So she say give it to a cute toddler. So i did! I wanted to give to the cuter one. But too bad the other one gave eye contact with me FIRST. Lols. So no choice, “give you” *smile* hahahhaha! I’m such a ANGEL! Of course of course. After tat, went to cathay watch MOOOOVVVVIIIIEEEEE. :D with my beloved WENDREY KHOR HUAI RUI! Smiles!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i really wanna blog abt other feelings and not the day’s activities. But then now i’m abit long winded on this post already. So till nxt time, signing off. &lt;br /&gt;JIAHUI- PinkCess.Hui :) loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7001178241228071722?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7001178241228071722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7001178241228071722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7001178241228071722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7001178241228071722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/okok.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8151883975676757825</id><published>2008-03-13T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:15:43.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jujjIlgyI/AAAAAAAAACc/RFqV8zJPB2w/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jujjIlgyI/AAAAAAAAACc/RFqV8zJPB2w/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177150066156471074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at vivo gv with her taking pics. we had a bad bad stomack ache. so decided to sit there and rot for awhile. esp my mei who was like LYING on the sofa. -_-" LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9ju5jIlgzI/AAAAAAAAACk/0EnOw4oxmhY/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9ju5jIlgzI/AAAAAAAAACk/0EnOw4oxmhY/s320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177150444113593138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, unku's mouth is SO big. i think i can stuff a shoe inside! hahhahaha. She always sings still she damn damn damn high! can't STAND her! haha. Loves! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jvjTIlg0I/AAAAAAAAACs/GbfNgD31tSY/s1600-h/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jvjTIlg0I/AAAAAAAAACs/GbfNgD31tSY/s320/Picture4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177151161373131586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them to bits. always bringing me joy. HAHA. went with them to airport. it's always so peaceful there. :) with love, with bless they always are. (: i love you guys. AWWWWW, aint' i SWEET! haha ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jv5jIlg1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/sxSpDAoODag/s1600-h/Picture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jv5jIlg1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/sxSpDAoODag/s320/Picture5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177151543625220946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHJONG MAHJONG MAHJONG! omg. i'm so so so addicted to it. DIE. my hands are itchy now. it's been SO SO SO long since i played la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jwNjIlg2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TEWJd1dXUtA/s1600-h/Picture6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jwNjIlg2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TEWJd1dXUtA/s320/Picture6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177151887222604642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHHAAHHAHA. OMFUCKINGgod!Lols. This is how act cute girls FOREVER take pics. GOD MAN. look at my mum! hahahhahahah. Look so shitty can! hahahhaha. Stupid fucking act cute sia. LOLS. i wonder why some liek to take like that la. natural smile is like so much more beautiful CAN! &gt;.&lt; lols. fuck man. i can't believe i'm doing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8151883975676757825?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8151883975676757825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8151883975676757825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8151883975676757825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8151883975676757825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-vivo-gv-with-her-taking-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R9jujjIlgyI/AAAAAAAAACc/RFqV8zJPB2w/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-959384346466361335</id><published>2008-03-13T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:56:14.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;went out with mei and juanny yest. LOLS. mei is such an ass. BIG TIME ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;she didn't bring her ez-link. how smart. and when we went to eat sakae sushi the buffet, which needs ez-link to eat the buffet for the youth price........ she didn't have one. so hae to pay adult price. -_-" how smart can she be huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway, we stuff ourselves so much till OMG, i vomitted. HAHA! how dumb right. then we all were so not feeling well. after ta bought tickets to watch water horse. show isn't that nice as i expected it to be. thought it would be even more of a magical one. OH WELLS, nvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh oh oh! i bought porsche lots of stuff! :) at DIASO. hahahha. THANKS JUANNY. luckily she stopped me frm buying at the pet safari if not i would have spent a bomb in the shop. and luckily i bought 2 bucks stuff which is as good as the pet safari quality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;pls remind me that i have no fucking money. god, it just can't get into my head. i spend like as if i still have lots of money. and when i checked my wallet, left with like 6 buck. eh, i brought out like 90 bucks and end up with 6 bucks. LOLS. Thanks to my beloved mei mei. she din't come out a single cent. i paid everything. NOW WHO SAYS I DON'T LOVE HER EH?! which sister would pay everything for her huh. some sibiling i see them, all have to each pay their own stuff. now that's like omg so gkay-gao. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway, we were chasing the last mrt back home. if not we would have to take cab. which i, only have like 6 bucks in my wallet can.  LOL. and end up, her jacket went missing. HOW GREAT. she's like an idiot. don't want to carry anything, don't want to carry her jacket, sit down there just play her psp, call her like calling porsche frm seng kang come to vivo. which hello, porsche can't hear me calling her frm vivo. IRRITATING BABI. i was so pissed with her la. i wonder how juan can actually tahan her. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;when in mrt, i saw my dearest darling Azmi! :):):) OMG CAN. i miss him like SO MUCH. really never see him so so so long. he's still the same though. HAHHAHA. and we book on tues go out with bryan. :) i mss bryan lots too. he went army liao. oMG. i can't wait to see his botak head. HAHA. Anyway, we talked abit in the train. crap alot in the train. omg. i really miss those days back in sec school. we had lots of fun la.... :( sigh. i'm all grown up now. very difficult to find the word happiness. it just takes lots and lots of time to find that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;and yup, i need to find my very own guy for me. just waiting... and waiting...... and waiting.... and waiting...... ok, he doesn't seem to come yet. BABI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;LOVES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;JIAHUI! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-959384346466361335?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/959384346466361335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=959384346466361335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/959384346466361335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/959384346466361335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-out-with-mei-and-juanny-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6988551200919074402</id><published>2008-03-11T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T08:14:21.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;yeap yeap! back frm my trip to genting. one word. BORING. not that the rides there suck or what so ever. BUT THEN, it was raining the whole trip and it was DAMN DAMN FOGGY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;the theme park was closed! i only played like 3 rides, then cannot play liao. i wanted to kill people. then i'm like not 21 yet. so i can't go casino. Mei and i was like we wanna go into casino try gamble. HAHAHHA. but can't go in. maybe i am able to be smuggled in. but mei, think can't AT ALL. hahhahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;so end up doing nothing but shop abit, watch movies, eat and eat and eat. eat dim sum dim sum dim sum. ok only lor. :) but some food there really damn damn nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh ya, during my trip, my grandma call ask me want to go hk on tues with my uncle and violet. LOLS. i really tempted to go. but then i no money. though my grandma said she will pay for me. but then i just feel that my uncle didn't want to pay a single cent for me. so i think better not go. cause i know i go there also everything i have to pay. rather not go. so i RELUCTANTLY say no. my mum know i was damn damn damn damn upset to turn down this offer cause u know HOW MUCH i love HK and THAILAND. so mum said we can go taiwan end of yr which i hope will be true. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;ok, i was like planning to go end of this month or beginning of april to HK with my friends when i just saw a news that HK gt some deadly flu that killed a boy. so now i can't go. OMG. i think god isn't on my side at all. :( oh wells, i just have to be patient then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i missed him like for real. missed him so much till i dreamt of him. ok that's like so omg can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6988551200919074402?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6988551200919074402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6988551200919074402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6988551200919074402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6988551200919074402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/yeap-yeap-back-frm-my-trip-to-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8671674399544963405</id><published>2008-03-07T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T07:20:17.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;today went out with UNKU!. omg. With WENDREY KHOR HUAIRUI! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;went to k-box. Weets. so so much fun. OMG. i just really love her company. she's forever so high when singing. HAHHAHA. and me, forever trying to read the chinese words. Tried my best! but then. really sing till omg. we were FREAKING HIGH can. Omg. but no worries. i won't orgasm like alden toh!  -_-" Anyway, really sing till like frm 2 till 7. hahaha. And and and and. I'm now so FONG abt CANTONESE. Yeap. I wanna learn can. it's so so nice to hear. just now sang afew canto songs. so nice can. :) I love love love hao xin fen shou. sang a ZILLION TIMES. :D lalalallalala. omg. i'm so giddy now. hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh well, then we also talked abit. catch up with each other. FUCK MAN THAT SHORTY. Stupid fucking bitch. Anyhow fuck up stories abt MY UNKU. stupid fucker. GO TO HELL LA. crapo. faker. OMG. hot hot hot. i must chill. i'm a GIRL. anyway, that girl really suck. so no backbone. omg. k, no point wasting my energy on some insignificant being on this earth. god was bored so created her. HMPHS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;anyway, i had lots of fun. THANKS for the present alright. it's the thought that counts. the most touching is the card. really. thanks so much. i know we are busy and ya, miss you so much. i also have u at my heart. really. i miss you too. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ANYWAYS, met up FINALE. OMG. LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCH. (=) hahahhaha. i'll miss you. told myself to blog this before i go to genting no matter how tired i am. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANYWAY AGAIN, :) i'm going off to Genting like in 5 hrs time. miss ME ok. hahahhahah. LOVES to EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8671674399544963405?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8671674399544963405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8671674399544963405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8671674399544963405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8671674399544963405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-went-out-with-unku.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5734612600467075505</id><published>2008-03-06T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:28:42.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm going to genting~ miss me alrights! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tmr i'm going to meet unku. OMG. i miss her so badly. LOVES. (=) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5734612600467075505?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5734612600467075505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5734612600467075505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5734612600467075505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5734612600467075505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-going-to-genting-miss-me-alrights.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8954129723443966590</id><published>2008-03-03T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:54:03.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Teeheehee. It's been a zillion weeks since i BLOGGED. oh wells, hope no one misses my stories. i'm back alright. hope i'll make an effort to update it. lols. want to change pic but also no time. damn lazy as you can say that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;anyway, hols have started. :) Smiles! it's finale my BREAK! ok i needed one so badly. i think my hair was turning grey at that point of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;friday went out with CHONG! My oh-so-loveliest bestie. She's just so sweet can. she treat me with a movie show. Fool's Gold. Nice. So interesting la. Imagine hunting treasure. And, it was funny. Oh well, watching with my bestie was such a nice day can. Before that, went shopping la. promised myself NOT to spent on anything. THEN, we went *lucky plaza-whisper* LOLS. don't know why but that limin had to be so SECRETIVE abt it. HAHAHHAHA. She say cause it's at lucky plaza. She wanted to buy a scarf. but then close shop liao. so end up seeing bags and i bought one. -_-" i like in a financial crisis but yet go buy bag. crazy right. but then i really liked it. plus it was cheap. so i buy lor. As usual, we went to cineleisure to eat HK cafe. OMG. i think EVERYTIME i go out with her is eat at HK cafe. Lols. But i really like to eat there. SUPER NICE can. oh well, sometimes i feel so guilty not going out with her. not that i purposely decline her. but then i have so much work to do. study study study. OMG. nerd alert! yucks. oh ya. LAST BUT NOT LEAST. on the moment of impulse... i bought a havianas. OMG. kill me. I'm broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Another one is that WENDREY KHOR HUAI RUI aka, UNKU. she's also like an idiot. Never meet me since her b'day. Oct. OMG SINCE FOREVER CAN! laos. i scared she forgotten abt me liao lor. :( I want my SENTOSA! idiot idiot idiot. She's always that idiot. Lols. I still love and miss her LOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;And THIRAH. omg. Rah rah rah! Hahahhahahahha. She also like a ZILLION YRS haven meet up. sobs. miss her sometimes. she's the only one that can ROLL her eyes like no one can! Lols. Her giggles and all that. Super great great babe to be with. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh well, i need a job. :( AIRPORT DE. I WANT AN AIRPORT JOB. Sobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm going genting soon. LOVES. SENTOSA! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8954129723443966590?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8954129723443966590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8954129723443966590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8954129723443966590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8954129723443966590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/teeheehee.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7850567643294865326</id><published>2008-01-26T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T08:47:44.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of little boy. "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money." The boy dropped his head for a moment.Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer."I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?" "Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Here, Dolly!" he called. Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse.Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.Looking back up at the farmer, he said,"You see sir, I don't run too well myself,and he will need someone who understands" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully handed it to the little boy. "How much?" asked the little boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;"No charge," answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love." The world is full of people who need someone who understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope this story touched you guys. it sure did touch me. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7850567643294865326?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7850567643294865326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7850567643294865326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7850567643294865326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7850567643294865326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/farmer-had-some-puppies-he-needed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2241182115518806053</id><published>2008-01-11T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:10:51.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;was happy today at first. but then don't know what came over me, i became so moody. again. god, i really think i'm such a bad person to befriend with. i think everyone gets irritated by me. sorry. i can't help it. i really can't. i don't want to put a plastic face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;so anyway, i was so upset and tired that i scolded fuck infront of teacher. well, he lectured me not to say that again. and well, i told him i was tired and all that. INSTEAD of him thanking me for my effort and help. instead of APPRECIATING me. he just said, then go home la. no need to do. oh well, i guess i'm not appreciated one bit at all. anyway, it's always the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;after the whole open hse help out, was suppose to head home. well, so i took the bus. and was still in the bus like 1 hr later. there was heavy heavy traffic. then i really was in a bad bad mood. was so so so moody. msg random ppl out of the blue. then when i finally alight frm the bus, walk home as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok, i WAS suppose to walk HOME. then i really didn't want to be home. so decided to go aunt's hse. then went there. was trying my luck to see if anyone's home. if not i think i'll just rot outside alone. so luckily my aunt's home. and she and i talked abit. well, she told me her stuff. she started crying. god, i never seen her cry before. i wanted to cry too. then told her my stuff. ok, i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;end up, i came home at abt 11pm. and i left skool arnd 7. stayed outside for quite sometime. well, i need peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2241182115518806053?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2241182115518806053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2241182115518806053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2241182115518806053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2241182115518806053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-happy-today-at-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4508135446689310856</id><published>2008-01-09T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:39:00.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;when it's time to blog. everything i blog is mostly super negative. not that i want it. but i feel that this is what i'm suppose to write. the only place i can express it out. so ya, not that i am always negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway, as usual, will be blogging lots of negative stuff. but really, this is how i feel i don't care who reads it. it isn't suppose to attract attention or what crap. just need to express it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so, these few days has been real negative for me. many things kept upsetting me. it's just so tiring, fustrating, irritating. argh i don't know how to say it. it's like this things that's stc to my chest. ok, tears are like 99% going to come out frm my eyes and yet it doesn't want to flow out. it's just so fustrating! i think my period coming. GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;actually, i don't feel like blogging liao. i'm not in a good mood now. wanted to walk home. but then alden said too late take bus. then i couldn't walk home. wanted to walk home to just think through, have peace for that moment. well, i didn't and now i'm still like a emo person. dwelling on things that i myself have no idea on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sorry guys for being such a bitch today. sorry. i wasn't in a good mood. but u know, i love you guys right. (: loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4508135446689310856?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4508135446689310856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4508135446689310856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4508135446689310856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4508135446689310856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-its-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7302785420364974361</id><published>2008-01-01T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:56:06.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's a new year. happy new year people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;yeap. Hope it'll go smoothly for me. one and a half more years before i can graduate and i really hope hope i will go australia to study study study. and away frm FATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;sad case i don't even fel a new year like somethin new. idiot. i feel so old la. omg. i also don't know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;tmr gonna start school. i'm missing everyone laaaaaaaaa. luckily tmr going to go school. yay! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7302785420364974361?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7302785420364974361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7302785420364974361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7302785420364974361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7302785420364974361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5933506770501515520</id><published>2007-12-19T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T10:49:12.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;went out with bestie CHONG! :D love her! but she's an ass la! Today is CHONG LIMIN, MY BEST FRIEND'S b'day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So anyway, met up with her abt 2plus cause i had to like Help Geraldine with her Photo ablum. God, it really took so damn long time. Chong was scolding me for making her wait super long. Sorry babe. :( So anyway, went to Far east for SHOPPING!! :D Haha. I bought 2 pairs of shoes. And one of them, i bought it for only $9.90! CHEAP RIGHT! Mondo was having this clearance sale on the top floor where the shoes that are like a few pieces or only one left is sold at $9.90. I bought one pair. The rest wasn't that nice. And this lady was like OMG. Damn cool. She just took one pair after the other and grabbed like 4 or 5 pair of shoes. Then she was hugging them trying to balance them, yet the shoes still tumbled onto the carpet. But yeap. It's damn cool la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After that, bought a bag. Huh, my mum they all say not that nice. I see see see, now i realised not that nice. How sia. :*( Nvm la. Buy again lor. Hahahha. $22.90 only~ Quiet cheap. To me la. Then Chong was seriously a BABI. She REQUESTED for BALLONS, FLOWERS and CAKES. And cause i shopped, lols. i didn't have lots of money already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wentto Taka there, and BOUGHT HER FLOWERS! And she was happy la. After that saw ballons downstairs. But she want the BIG BIG PIGLET. I was like. NNNNNNOOOOOOO!!! loas. It was super huge la. I don't dare to walk beside her if she ever wanna carry it out. End up she say she wasnts ballons from centrre point there. So end up buying her the " HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRNCESS " ballon. it should be for me la! I want!!!!!! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And guess how much i left in my GUCCI wallet. ZERO after buying for Geraldine her stuff. Actually left with 2 bucks after everything before geraldine ask me to like buy for her. End up i left ZERO. This is fucking Pathetic. I SELDOM so so so broke ok! Idiot idiot. I should have brought more money. Bloody hell. I ALSO WANT CARDS. Idiot Chong has Master and American Express. Lols. That's why she treated me to Gelare's ice cream and a drink today. :) Yays love to Chong limin my BESTIE. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm so so so fucking sorry for not buying you any cake ok. Really sorry. I didn't bring like MORE MORE MORE money. Bloody hell. If i Pawn my Gucci Wallet maybe i get more money la. But lols. TOOOOO BAD. I love it more than you! hahahha. Not true la. I don't wanna lose you as a best friend. Really. You must live on. I'll hate that fucking bitch that's cursing you. FUCKING BITCH! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;these days feel so fucked up. irritating family. giving me problems. all sick. all cough like as if the whole heart is coming out of the thoart too. i'm seriously worried la. Plus my friend. Worried for her! really. Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday my LOVE. hope u enjoyed your day WITH ME. :) love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh oh oh! I almost forgot. So her b'day i bought a build-a-bear top, Minnie mouse keychain, Minni mouse soft toy, FLOWERS, BALLON. :) Oh, how great can i be huh. I DON'T CARE I WANT NICE NICE ONES TOO! Christmas!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok, give him to me wrapped with a BIG RED RIBBON andi will be the happiest person ever. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5933506770501515520?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5933506770501515520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5933506770501515520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5933506770501515520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5933506770501515520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-out-with-bestie-chong-d-love-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5534434872400637235</id><published>2007-12-18T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:08:54.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;went out with CHONG LIMIN! My BESTIE! Her b'day is like TMR. 19th of DEC. And i'm being such a meanie not planning anything for her. I feel bad for being such an ass. Thirah b'day also never do anything at all. So sorry. I feel so so guilty. Sad. And i miss unku yet never contact her. ALSO DAMN FUCKING GUILTY. I'm really very very bad for just living my life and not bothering with all my besties. Even Azmi misses me so so much. :( So sorry for me being such an ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;So today went out with Geraldine, Mei, and Wei Xiang in the afternoon. And shop for her precious boy for presents. OH MY GOD. We couldn't find any wallet shop until i remembered TANGS has wallets for guys! Lols. How dumb. And Geraldine was SUPER broke. And Mei almost made me as BROKE as Geraldine. Oh wait, i think i am as broke as her. Lols. I left 10 bucks at the end of the day. Cause stupid mei, AS USUAL, wore a shoe that she doesn't feel comfortable in. And FORCED me to buy a shoe for her. Stupid ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Met up with my love, Limin. :):) Miss her sooooo much. went to eat dinner cause she was super hungry.Oh i LOVE LOVE WHITE DOG CAFE. So so so NICE can! The view of the sun set was SUPERB. She's such a darling to let me sit at the view that can see the sun set. And it was the perfect timing for me to sit there as the sun was abt to set. (: We ordered ALOT. And was too stuffed to eat ice cream. But it's LOVELY.  OH OH OH i gave her the build-a-bear clothes for Mao mao as part of the b'day present. And she was like OMG! Pink. HAHA. As usual. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then we went walk walk, wanted to go watch movie. But didn't have time cause catch 9 plus show, later no train to take then take cab very ex lor. Cause it's 2.80 liao. Then Midnight charge. Anyway, end up at Ps SHOPPING. Like WHAT THE FUCK CAN. Lols. Went Coton On and saw that Juanny! Hahaha! Miss her la! I wonder she MISS ME NOT LOR IDIOT. OMG. I was suppose o go out with her. But cause of Limin i cancel. Sorry babe. Loves though. :) Then went to Gelare to eat Ice cream and left Ps to head home arnd 10 plus. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A friend told me her story about her family being cursed by black magic. I don't want her to leave me. Fuck that stupid bitch that cursed the family line. I'll really cry like fuck if she's gone. I don't want. Her mother is in really a grave danger. I hope the mother will be safe. This really saden me alot. When i heard you say that. i really worry alot. I really will cry like fuck ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;My family also got problems, but not as bad as my this friend. I'm really worried and also damn headache with all these shit. i don't wanna know. i don't wanna listen. i don't wana live in this life anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5534434872400637235?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5534434872400637235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5534434872400637235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5534434872400637235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5534434872400637235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-out-with-chong-limin-my-bestie-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4813256739599015179</id><published>2007-12-17T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T09:40:33.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Read this Poem i came across in my mail. It really really touched me. It made me thought of myself, and those around me telling me to give up on Porsche. I don't want Porsche to be abandoned again. No one seem to understand that. No matter how awful looking, how sick she is. I still want to look after her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING FATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Rescue Dog's Christmas Poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,every shelter is full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; - we are lost, but not found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our numbers are hung&lt;/span&gt; on our kennels so bare,we hope every minute that someone will care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They'll come to adopt us and give us the call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Come here, Max and Sparkie - come fetch your new ball!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But now we sit here and think of the days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we were treated so fondly - we had cute, baby ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Once we were little, then we grew and we grewnow we're no longer young and we're no longer new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So out the back door we were thrown like the trash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;they reacted so quickly - why were they so rash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We "jump on the children:, "don't come when they call",we "bark when they leave us", climb over the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If only they'd trained us, if only we knew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we'd have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We were left in the backyard, or worse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-let to roam-now we're tired and lonely and out of a home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Maybe someone else will give you a try."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So now here we are, all confused and alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in a shelter with others who long for a home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,with so many to care for, they can't stay to chat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we know that they wonder how long we'll be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If you can't adopt us and there's no room at the Inn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We count on your kindness each day of the year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- can you give more than hope to everyone here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please make a donation to pay for the heat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and help get us something special to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and more of us will, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if more people will give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4813256739599015179?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4813256739599015179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4813256739599015179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4813256739599015179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4813256739599015179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/read-this-poem-i-came-across-in-my-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8013579774302388505</id><published>2007-12-14T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:14:36.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dad says i was the one who wanted to bring Porsche back. So it's my responsibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;THIS IS FUCK CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AH fuck, this com is so shit. I like blogged a zillion times and it auto delete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyways, say it short since i'm seriously in a fucking mood. Everyone keep saying is MY DOG MY DOG. Fuck la. It's a FAMILY dog. And if it's MY DOG, i only get to CLEAN her shit and then they play with her? Go to the vet when i discover stuff and they play with her? All they do is PLAY PLAY PLAY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok, mum does help me. Apprciated. Grandma feeds her now and then, but comes to clearing her crap, she just pretend it isn't there and it just LEAKS everywhere. HOW FUCKING BRILLIANT! But then understood cause she's old. My mei, super fucking bitch to just lazy around like a pig. Seriously, those who saw my sis really agrees with this lazing part. But the help by doing the wipe of POrsche's legs while she calls me to do the clearing of Porsche's Crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST, the FUCKING USELESS MAN IN THE HSE. MY FATHER! I LOVE HIM DEEP DEEP i tell you. LOVE HIM like FUCK. I ought to nominate him as the best father i ever had. See the crap, Whack. Want her to go into the balcony, Whack. Angry with people, Whack. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK. Hello, it's called ANIMAL ABUSE IF I'M NOT WRONG~~ Don't even know how to teach a dog, want to WHACK WHACK WHACK. And never mind, don't even tell her what's wrong. Just WHACK. OMG. Then say what, wanna give her away. God. And i'm lready so attached to her. GIVE HER AWAY?! FUCK LA. I'm really angry right not. I REALLY WANNA JUST KILL HIM. He can't manage it, he say give away. Oh wait, HE DOESN'T EVEN MANAGE IT. Or does he? He just stand there and tell me what to do. And whack whack whack her. And i just merely ask my sis to help me wet the cloth and wipe for me the floor, he say i make my sis suffer?? A little help will die arh! FYI, MY HANDS ARE FULL OF CRAP. He asked me to throw away and ask me to clean at the same time? Tell me how it is done. Fucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I hate it when anyone says wanna give her away. FUCK. She has already been tortured in her previous hse, now she's being tortured by my FATHER but we shower her lots of love and i tell you i really care alot for her. AND NOW YOU WANT HER TO CHANGE ANOTHER NEW OWNER? It's sad for her ok! Got think anot. Changing and chaing an owner will demoralise her ok, thinking she's useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The most fucked up words that came out of my fucking father's mouth was: " She's a dog. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU!&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/12064061-8013579774302388505?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8013579774302388505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8013579774302388505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8013579774302388505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8013579774302388505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/dad-says-i-was-one-who-wanted-to-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8624888228506852155</id><published>2007-11-28T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:52:11.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;OK, i'm like super sian here. In school doing project. My god. I have like a zillion stuff to do and non is like near to completion. As usual. LOLS. When do i ever complete my stuff. I never even do nor the least printed my tut for today. :D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Bloody hell, i didn't even know i was like suppose to pass up my cds project nxt week la. Guess what i did. NOTHING. :) That's me. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I need to shop. OMFG. I NEED TO SHOP!  Die die die. I think i'm dying of shiopping deficiency. Where's my christmas party dress, my pumps! SOBS. I scream for SHOPPING! Lols. And and and, MOVIES PLEASE. OMG. I think i'm like in ice age already. Not seeing any movies. I feel so old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;k, i random blogged. I need to go off now, still dong project. still thinking if wanna go vivo with my shitty outfit. ( rain shirt, home shorts, and a sports shoes. TOTALLY OFF. ok, i don't think i'm going.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8624888228506852155?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8624888228506852155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8624888228506852155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8624888228506852155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8624888228506852155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-im-like-super-sian-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-513656195998688368</id><published>2007-11-24T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T07:03:12.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g8GGrOiAI/AAAAAAAAACM/nuPeJ--Yvz4/s1600-h/DSC07343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136421450584852482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g8GGrOiAI/AAAAAAAAACM/nuPeJ--Yvz4/s200/DSC07343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oh-so-CUTE Fluffy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g7cmrOh_I/AAAAAAAAACE/DwKxTo29BU8/s1600-h/DSC07348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136420737620281330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g7cmrOh_I/AAAAAAAAACE/DwKxTo29BU8/s200/DSC07348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chong Yumin trying to get him to sit on the thingy. AhAHHAHA. I wanna take pic la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g7C2rOh-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1trWCFNreHY/s1600-h/DSC07352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136420295238649826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g7C2rOh-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1trWCFNreHY/s200/DSC07352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got to take a pic of this. It's so pretty. it really makes my day. Smiles!&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/12064061-513656195998688368?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/513656195998688368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=513656195998688368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/513656195998688368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/513656195998688368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-so-cute-fluffy-chong-yumin-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/R0g8GGrOiAI/AAAAAAAAACM/nuPeJ--Yvz4/s72-c/DSC07343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3694886211857620386</id><published>2007-11-24T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T06:51:50.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Chong Yumin came my hse today. With her 2 irritating but oh-so-funny cousins! Lols. She said she wanna come my hse to practise on restraining dog. So she brought her cousin's dog, Fluffy, and i used my Porsche! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;HOWEVER, everything FAILED! Lols. Fluffy is too Hyper and also Lazy. While Porsche is too, as usual L-A-Z-Y~ Lols. Fluffy is super HORNY! Omg! He wants to hump my Porsche. Lols. Idiot sia! My sis is like sit between them and block block block that Fluffy frm humping and coming near! Lols. We tried restraining, Porsche just laze there, for fluffy, it's the same case. LOLS. Oh, Fluffy's a Shih Tzu too. I think all Shih tzus are all like that. SUPER L-A-Z-Y! Ok, went to my void deck there to play. After that went back my hse, took a basketball and went opp my hse, across the street to play at the court. But then there were people. So went to my uncle's hse playground to play. Oh, i left Porsche at home cause FLuffy is too horny. His thingy keeps erecting out la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;After that, abt 6 plus, They all left home via Cab. Lols. I was praying hard that fluffy does urinate on the cab. OHOHOHOHOHHOH! you know what. When Fluffy step in my hse today, just the 3rd or 4th step in my hse. HE URINATE! OMG. I was like. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! Cause my hse just got cleaned and mopped! Angry angry angry. Bloody hell, why that Fluffy when outside my hse never urinate, must urinate at my hse. Grrr. Idiot. Lols. Anyway. he always shit and urinate everywhere. I don't know why. He is super omg. no comment. but then he is cute la. I took pic. :) Show you later. He is a mix though. Snoopy breed. I mean, my ex dog breed plus Shih Tzu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;*random: i suddenly feel like migrating this instant to some other european or australian country. I feel like wearing a coat. Think its just so sexy and HOT. :) Sob, i can't wait to graduate frm poly and get the fuck out of Singapore. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3694886211857620386?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3694886211857620386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3694886211857620386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3694886211857620386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3694886211857620386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/chong-yumin-came-my-hse-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2162067092740360775</id><published>2007-11-23T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T07:22:39.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;totally pised. totall pissed. ARGH! i'm super angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guess what hapen just now. I had a happy evening eating dinner with Lp they all. And when it was time to go home, I TOOK THE WRONG BUS. I mean it was the correct number but the WRONG direction!!! OMG. I wanted to like CRY CAN! Really. When i reach Ang Mo Kio,i was like OMG. Can i like cry?! I was like super helpless. Babi. Then i took 86 home. Then there were crocroaches everywhere under my blk. I had to jump and jump. One lil baby one just scrammed across infront of me. I seriously jumped and ran to the lift! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hate you hate you hate you! I hate the fact that i am thinking of you always. and you never seem to care! Idiot idiot idiot! she said it right. he will affect me alot. and yes, he's affecting me alot. he affects totally my mood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2162067092740360775?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2162067092740360775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2162067092740360775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2162067092740360775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2162067092740360775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/totally-pised.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7538498758000814715</id><published>2007-11-20T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T05:34:18.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;it's too late to apologise. sads. sometimes i think too much. ah, keep my mouth shut better. miss you so much can! grrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;anyway, you're stl my bad addiction. the police will have to put me in jail cause i'm too addicted to you! ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7538498758000814715?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7538498758000814715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7538498758000814715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7538498758000814715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7538498758000814715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-too-late-to-apologise.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-9144652345897519405</id><published>2007-11-19T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:13:12.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#66cccc"&gt;the last time i check my mood, i'm feeling super happy. ^_^ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#66cccc"&gt;But alamak. My gastric is super pain. Damn, i'm super tired.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-9144652345897519405?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9144652345897519405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=9144652345897519405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9144652345897519405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9144652345897519405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-time-i-check-my-mood-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3539525453536440184</id><published>2007-11-16T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:46:14.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG! I'm seriously getting out of hand!! What is this! I had a major LECT QUIZ today. And guess WHAT THE FUCK I DID from tues, wed and thurs?! OMG. KILL ME. This is like so not me. Tues i think i went out. By the time i went home, i'm dead tired. So slept and wed went out the WHOLE DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;First wake up, went to watch movie with Ah Juan. Then didn't have money to go home cause i bought my mum a clutch bag la! So waited for my aunt to go home. Then called my aunt sis and she suddenly ask me wanna go zouk anot la! I was like SUPER TEMPTED CAN. Plus, juanny already going with her friend and make me MORE TEMPTED. So i decided to go with mum, aunt, aunt sis, aunt sis's friends, juan and her friend. LOLS. So huge crowd of ppl la. anyway, so i went there first at arnd 11.30pm. OMG. like ZERO amt of ppl. But dance floor only gt so few ppl. I really wanted to dance. So i waited for ah juan to come. She said like awhile more. Then i waited and waited and waited. and FINALLY SHE CAME! Bloody hell, i already drank 2 cups of Vodka Orange and another cup of drink. OMG. I forget the name of the drink. Anyway, brought them in. Then ordered a jug. They shared the drink. But then Ah uan drank more than the friend. And i help them drink too. And.... LOLS! by 2am. Ah juan went toilet to vomit and went home................... OMG LA! So fast. Lols. But they first time mah. So it's ok. Lols. Weak la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then thurs, i went out for awhile, then went to study at 5 la! =.= (ALDEN'S SIGN) LOLS. Then i didn't know it was a lect quiz until like a zillion hrs later. But ok la, the paper quite ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway, today at school buy dog food cause: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;number 1) it's cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;number 2) i want that container&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;number 3) cause i wanna try this brand good not. Science Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I really didn't expect Alden to carry home for me. I'm really sorry. I wanted to buy. But then i can't carry home cause it's too bulky. I had to go somewhere before going home. I really don't mean it. Think i made Alden super Dulan today la. Sorry ok. :*( SORRY SORRY! Anyway, i really appreciate it.  And Thanks so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3539525453536440184?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3539525453536440184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3539525453536440184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3539525453536440184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3539525453536440184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-omg-omg-im-seriously-getting-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3042412373612680479</id><published>2007-11-11T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:30:21.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Friday went to watch Stardust with Athirah!  :D Met up with her finally to talk. Then while walking to Cine cause that stupid thirah don't wanna go ALL the way to cathay, so watch at Cine. Anyway, outside cine have this Redken Free Hair Styling thingy. So she wanted to try. So we went together. And guess what. they GAVE HER A PERM! LOLS. SUPER SEXY PRETTY BABE SIA! lols. And i, bloody hell, the person say my hair is like BEYOND HOPE can't do much cause mine is like small curls. So they can't do much. Anyway, they like make us buy hair products to make our hair better. And stupid thirah went to buy. LOLS. I didn't la. He can't even help my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;After that went walk walk in Cine. I SAW THESE OH SO NICE THINGYS! One PINK Adidas water bottle. HOPE SOMEONE WILL BUY FOR ME AS A CHRISTMAS PRESENT. And a Adidas bag. :*( Told my mum yest then showed her. She say normal normal only. SAD SIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anyway, thirah was simply GORGEOUS after her "permed" hair. :D OMG. Thirah, you SO have to get a perm. Lols. And me, i need to RE-PERM. This time round, my hair is MUCH MUCH LONGER, so i can do my BIG CURLS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yest went Har Par Villa. LOLS. It's been decades since i've been there. Wow the memories. So went there for class CIP. We were supposed to be "tour guides" to bring the small lil cutie kids arnd. Ok, they are simply ADORABLE. Poor Ivan had 2 malay boys that was super naughty. And i came to the rescue! ahaha! Lols. Juanny was abt to kill herself. Her kids were super naughty too. LOLS. I pity her. She was really fumming mad and smoke could be seen la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anyway, it was a fun activity. After tat went Vivo with everyone but i had to meet up with Mum to do some stuffs. SOBS. I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SHOP AT TOPSHOP and WE HAD TO GO BACK. We went Cathay! :) And watch Stardust AGAIN. Lols. It's a SUPER NICE show. Worth the money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3042412373612680479?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3042412373612680479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3042412373612680479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3042412373612680479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3042412373612680479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday-went-to-watch-stardust-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3941007332719524276</id><published>2007-11-04T02:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:52:28.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;this is getting so fuck. i;m not stuyding. all i'm doing is nothing. i haven even study for tmr's quiz. wtf. think the previous hols really make me wanna have fun fun and nothing else but fun. fuck. how? been skipping lots of lect. guilty? hell yeah i am. but then again, i can't seem to replace this guilt by studying. i just can't. how? i'm afraid i drop out by end of this sem. omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;really everyday play with porsche, watch tv, go out and nothing else. never study la. :*( sigh. i need someone to motivate me seriously. take me away frm all temptations pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3941007332719524276?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3941007332719524276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3941007332719524276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3941007332719524276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3941007332719524276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-getting-so-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3653783362632026032</id><published>2007-11-02T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:46:20.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3653783362632026032?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3653783362632026032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3653783362632026032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3653783362632026032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3653783362632026032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-know-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7767312233153658018</id><published>2007-10-25T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:34:49.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF48oJ-JNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SwjbJQ3DEgs/s1600-h/DSC07043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125510833891058898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF48oJ-JNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SwjbJQ3DEgs/s200/DSC07043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Unku's b'day at BLISS. Super full that day. But it was a wonderful night. Lols. I always remember RON! :D:D Let's go there again leh! :*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF3_IJ-JLI/AAAAAAAAABk/guHm3XTnoxQ/s1600-h/DSC07080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125509777329104050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF3_IJ-JLI/AAAAAAAAABk/guHm3XTnoxQ/s200/DSC07080.JPG" 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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;This is before cutting Porsche's hair. She looks so shag la! Omg.&lt;br /&gt;PLus, she was in total bad condition. Skin was the major major problem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF4OoJ-JMI/AAAAAAAAABs/DC5BZbDWLFs/s1600-h/DSC07109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125510043617076418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF4OoJ-JMI/AAAAAAAAABs/DC5BZbDWLFs/s200/DSC07109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And this is the AFTER cuting her hairabit. Ok, got abit ofdifference lor. :)&lt;br /&gt;She's just so pampered la! I train her aso can't. She is just want me to play with her. Don't know how to trian her sia. 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ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&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/12064061-7767312233153658018?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7767312233153658018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7767312233153658018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7767312233153658018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7767312233153658018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/unkus-bday-at-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RyF48oJ-JNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SwjbJQ3DEgs/s72-c/DSC07043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5975205695224144272</id><published>2007-10-23T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:03:20.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;School started already. Alamak, super unlucky! I'm like SICK. OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm so not gonna go school on wed and turs. Only 1 hr lect and then go home already. -_-" Crap la. Plus, it's at 8am!! Jump down! Plus i'm sick, so i got excuse. :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ok, today Porsche shld be having a bit of makeover. but then the jie jie have not come to like help! So, i don't know la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Actually nothing much to blog abt. Just having a huge headache now. Later still got to give tution. DIE SIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5975205695224144272?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5975205695224144272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5975205695224144272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5975205695224144272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5975205695224144272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/school-started-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1714492525439783426</id><published>2007-10-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:43:09.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ok, school is starting like in 2 days time!! Sobs. I didn't even know the holidays started and it's already ending! Damn fuck sia! When was the last time i watch a movie, enjoyed the bloody day? OMG. I can't remember!!! Because of my tuitioning, doggy watching. I have NO TIME to go out! Damn it Damn it damn it. at least i went thailand. :D but then i didn't had a great time. :( but at least i bought some things for myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How's Porsche? FINE! She's feeling a ZILLION times BETTER! Cause i bath her like often. Went to see the doctor, have not vaccine. Cause Porsche is still a lil stressed, so have to wait 2 weeks later. But she's super hyperactive now. She's abit toilet train. Yeap. Love her. Ahahaha. She's better alot. :):) Now she dares to go arnd the hse already. Happy happy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1714492525439783426?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1714492525439783426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1714492525439783426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1714492525439783426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1714492525439783426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-school-is-starting-like-in-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8647939226705708731</id><published>2007-10-16T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T06:51:32.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't know what's happening to Porsche. she seems very very weak. the previous owner is fucking shit! they feed some shit cheap food to Porsche, and now, it cause her to have skin probs! Plus, i think they don't really bath her! when i bath her just now, she was super scared! GRRR, make me mad only. No vaccine, no microchip. WHAT A PREVIOUS OWNER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;worst, the owner fed her chicken bones i think. Cause this morning, i think is either she shit or voimited 2 CHICKEN DRUM BONES OUT! wth. i was super shock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;nvm that, she seems to be very upset, and down. she just sleeps and sleeps and sleeps! a pup can't be like that lor. what's happening? i'm super worried. don't know if it's because she not used to it or is it she's sick. i'm super worried. think i'll bring her to the vet on thurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, one thing that pissed me off the most is she shits and urinate everywhere! I train her also like that. hais! angry angry. i had to WASH everything. :*( Pity me! I took like a zillon yrs to CLEAN UP THE WHOLE FREAKING MESS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but nvm, she'll live, she'll be loved by me. i hope nothing goes wrong for her. loves. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8647939226705708731?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8647939226705708731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8647939226705708731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8647939226705708731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8647939226705708731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-know-whats-happening-to-porsche.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-5299726036508266548</id><published>2007-10-13T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:28:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;yea, i'm back! a few days ago. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Been super lazy and busy to blog. and still, i'm super lazy to blog abt everything. so gonna keep it short and sweet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So, the thailand trip. i didn't really buy much stuff cause i'm suppose to go bangkok to buy stuff for the shop and not go for my own shopping. so i bought just a few things for myself, luckily i bought bags. simply satisfied. but feeling ever so guilty not to buy any stuff for my sis. i was real busy looking for goods to buy. so sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;everything there is simply cheap. i can't stand it. the food is like a super cheap?! Diary Queen ice cream for a L size is only 2~3 bucks? after coming back from bkk, i just can't stand the price here. just too ex! even for a cup of drink! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway, what happened in bkk? Basically, everything was bad. REAL BAD. total chaos, irritating people, pissed me off. i was totally pissed with my mum that i sort of "ran away" from the grp and walk all by myself along the street of bkk. LOLS. That was totally scary if u weren't feeling pissed. Cause seriously, u'll feel super lost in the street. Also, i f someone in the plane. LOLS. omg. she was looking at us the WHOLE time we sat on our seat in the plane till we reach back singapore. So i was annoyed and pissed, i fuck her. AHAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;my mum says i am too violent, rough. Plus, she kept saying i'm too straight and blunt. Must be more femine. She says the woman in the plane SHOULD be the scene and because i started to shout and f her up, end up, i'm the scene. Bloody hell, nxt time i use my brain before thinking. But then i was like fighting for my rights! Hello, imagine a person keep staring and looking back at you for the whole 3 hrs or so in the plane. WHEN i'm sleeping she also look. Plus, she was sitting int he front, beside us that row. when she turns she and i make the PERFECT eye contact. I stare at her she still don't bother, still wanna look. OMG. if only i could just GORGE out her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But come to think of it, why am i so blunt? why am i so loud? argh. I don't want to be. but then that's me. i really wanna change. be more soft! Lols. But i can't. :*( it's very difficult for me not to speak from my mind. i'm just not smart and cunning enough to say things that won't affect me and the person in a very bad way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;whatever. i'm me, no matter which ass says i'm such a loser to speack so loud, i can't be bothered. cause the person ain't me. and TOO BAD if you know me and can't stand me.  hypocrites. posers. amateurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ANYWAY, i celebrated unku's b'day at Bliss. OMG. The waiter there is SUPER CUTE! Plus, he's a real gentleman. His name is RON! ahahhaa. Reminds me of my Ron. :) I hope Unku had a wonderful day that day. :) Sorry for not remembereing to msg you happy b'day! Lols. I'm seriously sorry. I was super busy. :*(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;OH OH OH, i'm getting a dog. :) Shih Tzu. Ok, i may not like that breed so much, but i think i'll be able to like it after awhile. Plus, i thought of a name. Ok, my sis thought of it. If female, Porche. If male, Ozzie. But i think getting a female. I buy the stuff for female already! ahahah. ok, i'm overly happy. Tmr gonna take the dog home. Hope nothing goes wrong for it and me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5299726036508266548?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5299726036508266548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5299726036508266548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5299726036508266548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5299726036508266548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/yea-im-back-few-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6154840793705982456</id><published>2007-10-06T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:54:31.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;leaving to thailand in hmmms, 9 hours time? ok, not that excited cause been going overseas too many times this yr. But anyway,i'm still happy to go someplace different. To put off everything on my pathetic small blank mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;hope nothing will go wrong when i'm there. also hope i will not like throw tantrums to my mum. I get pissed with her easily and she'll just complain to her friends. Grr, its irritating. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;anyway i'll miss you guys. Yeap. Really miss. hope u guys miss me too ya! Lols. It'll be so upsetting if no one cares. DAMN IT. and really no one cares la. No one tell me to take care when i'm there!!!~~ :*( SADS. kidding! I'm grown up already, and i understand. no worries, i'm not that of a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;LOVES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;JIAHUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6154840793705982456?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6154840793705982456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6154840793705982456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6154840793705982456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6154840793705982456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/leaving-to-thailand-in-hmmms-9-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3832116099806878152</id><published>2007-10-05T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:03:27.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;been lazy afternoons and tiring nights lately. Lols. watching korean drama serials, sleeping late, waking up late. My eyes are turning puffy and surrounding them are BLACK SKIN! It's not even RADIANT anymore. i look more and more like someone. :*( Sads. IT'S FRIGGIN' UGLY! i need a paper bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so, let's see. Since CHONG LIMIN, MY BESTIE, blogged in her blog abt yest. And was telling me how good she is to blog it out. So i BLOG it out too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yest went Bugis with Chong. :) It's been so long since i went bugis really for shopping. Lols. Suddenly i feel it's cool to go there. BUT i still think it's cheena. Eee. i saw this bag. it's nice. But it's 28 bucks! Fuck it's so ex! Sobs. I miss HK!!!! There have so many. I shld have bought a ZILLION bags home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So anyway, talking LOADS of shit to chong. I miss those days. SERIOUSLY. Like hell, when was the last time i really really enjoyed my life whole heartedly? It's been a long long time since then. Seeing Chong, Unku, Thirah, Bryan, Azmi. Makes me smile whole heartedly with love. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;today, because dominic heng wen han wants to borrow my textbook, i met up with chong again, went to hougang buy contact lens, eat there. Can't believe we spent like 3hrs there! And dominic even said he'll meet me there. Then when we were abt to finish eating, called him. HE STILL AT SP! Fucker la! I was like. I don't care, i'm going back home. You look for me there later. So we went back my hse, she took some drama show, i went her hse. Then i already told dominic to meet at Bakua Station, He went to Rumbia Station. Stupid! I'm not at home u meet at my hse for what. Dumb la. Lols. So told him to walk to temple there. And he was kpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkpkp! Lols. Making tons of noise that's so far. He's a pig. It's super near, plus, he just went GYM shld be NO PROB rights? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;anyway, went down with chong pei-ing me. Then saw dominic. HE WAS IN THE TEMPLE. LOLS. I was laughing real hard. I was like, i didn't ask him meet IN the temple la DUMB DUMB DUMB! Lols. So pass him the book. Then we talked abit, chong went back home, he walked with me to traffic light and then i walked home. how cool. I and chong live so super near to each other. :) Real best friend. LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3832116099806878152?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3832116099806878152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3832116099806878152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3832116099806878152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3832116099806878152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-lazy-afternoons-and-tiring-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4304148927236252836</id><published>2007-10-03T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:15:44.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;seeing him, made me remind myself of how much happiness i had. FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i seriously want a boyfriend NOW. i need a rich one. MOST impt, he must be a caucasian. :*( Sads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Actually, i don't know what to blog abt. it's just so random post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;thinking back on the holiday so far i had. 60% upset, angry, disappointed. 20% happiness. 20% BLANK. What to do? I don't even know what i'm thinking these days. i'm just too overly carefree and blank. totally blank. i can't think straight. it's a blurry vision for me up ahead, far down. both. it's really making me sad. that's y i need a bf. think i watch too much korean vcds already. LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4304148927236252836?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4304148927236252836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4304148927236252836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4304148927236252836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4304148927236252836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/seeing-him-made-me-remind-myself-of-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-9034985247712435085</id><published>2007-10-01T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T04:27:24.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;today i've been day-dreaming and drooling on guys. okok i know, i've ALWAYS been drooling on guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;but today is different. i drool on MEN. yes, they are MEN and not BOYS. lols. when i was waiting for the lrt, there is this smart looking, wearing office wear guy. gosh! he's so DASHING! so after that when i took the mrt, i followed him and sat at the same carriage as him, opposite him. :D Sorry, but he's too dreamy not to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;after that, when coming back home, taking the mrt. saw this caucasian with a smart outfit, wearing office wear again. DOUBLE GOSH! melt alert! i almost crumble onto the floor! lols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ok, nothing much to blog. going-out-life doesn't seem nice to blog abt recently. but i will, once there's something interesting. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;OH OH OH, i'm going THAILAND this sun.My flight think would be at 3am? Lols. Again it will be this timing. But it's so exciting to go on this kind of timing. So will go frm the 7th till the 11th. Come back at midnight or so. So unku, don't say i didn't tell you hor. I BLOGGED IT OUT. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-9034985247712435085?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9034985247712435085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=9034985247712435085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9034985247712435085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9034985247712435085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-ive-been-day-dreaming-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-9127041564525391450</id><published>2007-09-28T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:46:24.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;gosh! my scv channels are GONE! i repeat. G-O-N-E! this is seriously a damn damn upsetting thing for me! it's like, i DON'T watch local shows at ALL! ok, i'm just exaggerating. it's like, some of the channels are gone. like MY GOSSIP CHANNEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hello!~ i survived my past 2 weeks on that channel and my CARTOONS! i'm a total kid freak. admit! lols. i just love love scooby-doo, TOTALLY SPIES. tee hee. Disney channel. LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so anyway, luckily i knew a way to watch all channels, but it's totally puny channel screens to watch on! And i watch my fav. gossip channel!!! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;watched on the 20 richest famous celebs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;6th: Mariah Carey. owning 225 MILLION. that's a holy shit! and she has her skin sprayed with a 24K GOLD DUST as her SKIN TAN! someone, ROB HER and SKIN HER PLS! kidding. and she is like a tai tai. GOING everywhere with the luxury of things. woo~ love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;5th: Celine Dion. owning 250 MILLION. wow wow wow. i never expected her to be like the TOP 5. But she's cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;4th: Madonna. like OBVIOUS. she has like 325 million. totally sweet!  but she really worked hard to get till this rich. she's like 50?? and still moving strong. PLUS, she has like REAL diamonds on fake eye lashes! total rich mother! if only she's my MOMMA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3rd: someone that i don't know and can't remember her name. she has like 638 MILLION. ok, it's already more than HALF A BILLION on the 3rd spot. OMG! how abt the 2nd and 1st?! Isn't it like OMG!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2nd: guess guess!! she's a writer and an author. The famous book that almost everyone CRAZE for, the movie that almost everyone will WATCH for. yeap. J.K Rowlings. She has a total of A BILLION on her pocket alright. shouldn't say pocket. it's too small. Lols. anyway, she's total SMART ok. getting this amt is too HEAVENLY already. i'll just stop schooling and start my own fashion line already! DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1st: she's the famous thearypist? lols. i don't really know how to put it. anyway, she's Oprah!!! Having 1.5 BILLION! having her own jet, she's still very generous. Not snobbish at all. Collecting money of almost 50 million to charity. That's A HUGE SUM OF MONEY! i need that money TOO!!!!! But she's a total angel to do all these stuff. greaet person. but don't know if she did work haqrd for the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok, hope you guys learn something today. THESE ARE THE PEOPLE YOU SHOULD ROB! not SOME BANK! lols. kidding. just wanna share my "knowledge". AHAHA. i know i know, i'm suppose to study on some animals thingy. but it's MY HOLIDAYS. i do what i love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;MY FACE IS STILL PEELING! i look like frankenstin!!! :*( It's half black, half white. WERID! TOTAL WERID! i need a paper bag! i can't go bangkok like this! gotta get rid of this before i become a FREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-9127041564525391450?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9127041564525391450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=9127041564525391450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9127041564525391450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9127041564525391450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/gosh-my-scv-channels-are-gone-i-repeat.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2248026976253344216</id><published>2007-09-27T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:00:58.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;yeap.mtv music video awards 2007 was super nice! if only i was there. FYI, i only watched it on tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;it was held in Palms at LA. OMG. i just love that place. it's super rich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;so anyway, i blog this cause i just LOVE LOVE this year's music awards. it was SUPERB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Justin Timberlake gt the Best Male Artist of the Year. Congrats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;And i tell you, HE DESERVES to get it! He's a total talented guy. And total WEETS` He gone back frm a long long journey to have this success. Singing collaborations with Nelly Furtado and Timberland. OMG can it get any better! the combi is just so perfect, their songs just LINGERS in the ear ALL DAY. Plus, J.T and Timberland is always together. LOLS! GAYS ALERT! hahas, i just gonna compliment on them cause i just just love their combi and the songs. OMG. JUST LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Fergie gt the Best Female Artist of the Year. Congrats too! She's just so fergerlicious that's why she got it. But then, come to think of it. I still think Beyonce should get that award. She's like the BEST of all BEST in the few years?! Hello~ Beyonce really work hard to get a high spot and a total talent gem! I just think Beyonce should get it. And there is also Rihanna on the nomminee too. But too bad, Rihanna's songs got popular only the second half of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;But Rihanna got LOTS of awards alright! She won like i think it's the best video, and the rest i forgot. i only know she won at least 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh and there's Britney Spears! She's out of rehab! She was the first performer for the Mtv awards. And she put on a lil weight. And er, frm the magazines, the news, really she was looking abit scared, afraid, just total awkward! But i just give her the effort put in. At least she's doing better. But some says she's taking drugs again~ Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hahaha! blogged these things cause i think some should know abt these things. And, the only things i've been watching this holiday since the new digital scv arrived, was just the gossip channel and cartoons! Lols. OMG! and i can like watch the gossip channel frm like 12am till 5 am! Total retard! Damn it, i should have just studied diploma in gossip. I bet i would EXCEL in it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2248026976253344216?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2248026976253344216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2248026976253344216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2248026976253344216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2248026976253344216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1894310762754141066</id><published>2007-09-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:39:10.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;YEAP! SENTOSA with my dearest UNKU yestserday! JUST LOVELY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;it's been so long since i've gone there. Memories are like so nice there~ I always remember them! Yesterday went Cafe Del Mar. Super nice! OMG! it's so comfortable on the bed. But abit stinky, the bed. But at least it's comfortable rather than the hot sand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;after settling, went outside to eat. I MADE HAMBURGERS! :D Unku made Potato Salad. NICE! PPPPEEERRRFFEEECCCCTTTT sun tanning day~ Picnic is totally nice! It's like a part of going to the beach. If not it's like NOT going to tnhe beach at all. LOLS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;After tat, went back tanning, then went to the swimming pool!!! Weets` It's been SUPER long since i went to swim. So stayed in there for like 1 hr plus? till my fingers went wrinkled. but it's been so so long since i went swimming. i just love water. :D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So stayed there tanning till like 5 plus then go and bath. and OMG! when i went to the bathroom and saw the mirror. my mouth almost drop out! My face was FREAKING red, nevermind. Cause of my fat neck, that has like 2 layers, got one stupid while line there. Stupid fats. I wanna like cut them off la!!!!!!! :*(  SO UGLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;then went to eat at palawan beach. ate at kofu! This is the FIRST time or the only place i will want to eat at a foodcourt! Cause the food there is super nice! The claypot there!!! :):) SO SO NICE!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;after that, went to watch the songs od the sea. SO nice! but ok la. Keep splashing water. and then slept in the mrt and go home while just feeling the PAIN! OMG i'm really in PAIN!!!! :*(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1894310762754141066?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1894310762754141066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1894310762754141066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1894310762754141066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1894310762754141066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/yeap-sentosa-with-my-dearest-unku.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-9086570096473140649</id><published>2007-09-23T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:23:32.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;don't know don't know don't know. i don't wanna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;since like this. of course i believe bah. but still feel the barrier. whatever it is. just hope we forget, let go, and move on. it's not worth. i rather spent a zillion yrs being happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;incident after incidents, i always grow up after everything. learning as i move on, mature up. suddenly i don't see myself that childish anymore. i don't see myself too amatuer. seeing people arnd me, having problems, looking back in the past, talking with my friends, my past friends, i realised how much i've become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and you know what, i'm glad i've grown up. (: I learn so much. and i never regret one moment in my life that those problems came by. cause it made me what i am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;moved on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i will forget whatever happens, in the past everything. but then you have to do the same, so we can be close enough. with no barrier. i will move on. let's start anew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES.&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/12064061-9086570096473140649?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9086570096473140649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=9086570096473140649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9086570096473140649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9086570096473140649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-know-dont-know-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2267875838955548966</id><published>2007-09-21T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:10:41.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ask me to say what i want truthfully? i think i never will. i'm afraid i hurt you. i'm afraid i'll be too blunt and straight. i might burst after saying out everything. i rather shut the fuck up then say anything. cause i care for you still. but then again, what you did was utterly omg. i don't know what to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i don't wanna say out. it's too hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;we'll see tmr. we'll see what is the reaction tmr. maybe i will add in words. but yet again, no one is able to predict the future. no one can. and i can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;maybe like what you say, we'll just talk things out smoothly. i know the rest can. and since that way, i will. i'm the only one that will say all the vulgarities out if like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;you say you don't like ppl shouting here and there. ain't this accomodating you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt; since like tat, i'll accomodate you by shuting my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; mouth up. cause whatever follows, is just &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fucking &lt;/span&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;or maybe everything will clear? u never know. i hope so. (: your friendship still remains as friends. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ah fuck, i don't know la. i don't wanna think abt it. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2267875838955548966?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2267875838955548966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2267875838955548966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2267875838955548966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2267875838955548966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/ask-me-to-say-what-i-want-truthfully-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-9093582942552462358</id><published>2007-09-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T10:42:27.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm like so bad! Never been blogging. So sad. I'm like worst than having exams la. At least exams i'm at home blogging la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Anyway, had so so much activities. I forgot where i blogged till ler. OH! I blog abt the last week chalet. LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I realize something. Everyone seems to be a couple. FUCK SIA. I need one too. I JUST DON'T WANT A BLACK to be my BF la! That time go Power Hse AGAIN gt black like the one in HK. OMG la. Now everytime see black no matter day or night, i DAMN FUCKING scared can! I see one, i will like avoid la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Results are like out ler. Fuck shit results still as crappy as ever. Damn hell, i shldn't have studied so so so much and yet no results seen. Dumb la. So waste my effort. Grr. Think abt it i ANGRY ler la! I don't care. I still wanna enjoy my HOLIDAYS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Don't know why, but i seem to criticise and hate more and more ppl and then infront of them pretend to be oh-so-fucking-kind, even though i can't take it. Don't know. I don't wanna be a hypocrite! But hello, then thye shldn't do things that make me oh-so-fucking-pissed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OH OH OH I GOT A PINK VAIO!!!~~~~ VAIO VAIO VAIO VAIO WOO!~ LOVES!` Sama sama as CHONG LIMIN! ^_^ Love you babe! Plus, OMG, i haven gone out with UNKU! Damn hell. :*( MISS HER LIKE FUCK CAN! OMG! Angry ler la i! GRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i think i like have fucking HUGE black eyes!!! :*( Been sleeping early in the morning. Hate it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-9093582942552462358?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9093582942552462358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=9093582942552462358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9093582942552462358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/9093582942552462358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-like-so-bad-never-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4726762893618896179</id><published>2007-09-08T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:35:16.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;so so so many things happened from the day i end exams till today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;some are happy memories and some are just so upsetting. sometimes i seriously don't wanna live. i'm such a bad girl. fucking bad. should kill myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;anyway, i went to geraldine's(godsis) chalet. Violet asked me to go. At first didn't wanna go cause i don't know her friends that well and also think i like so old already! lols. Then go like weird only. But end up going cause wanna go club then sneak out. Lols. Anyway, it turn out that geraldine's friends are so IRRITATING! Lols. They are such funny people that i don't wanna talk to! Always bullying me la! Alamak, just because i'm older. Grr~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, met up with LP and ivan to go club. Went to Velvet, and bloody hell, it was super boring! And i tot there was like lots of people de! Then end up going Zouk. Lols. They were playing oldies songs. It was ok la. BUT I HAD LOTSA FUN WITH LP AND IVAN! Lols. Forced ivan to dance. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then came back to the chalet arnd 3 plus cause the fucking Zouk, got this GUST of wind that BLEW to my face, and my SPECS dropped and someone step on it! So i can't see! -_-" Fuck sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, then i went back chalet that time the guys were not sleeping la. Then all know me sia! I don't even know them. Ahaha. Some slept already la. Geraldine pig la, slept already. Then so stayed up with her friends and play uno, then crap here and there. LOLS! I don't remember who was awake ler. But can confirm Jing Hui, Galvin, Raynel then i think Shun Hai, Cedric and i think no more ler. Or is it Lee Heng? Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then nxt day, they went theme park, Jing Hui vomitted. OMG la! See la, don't wanna sleep la. Then never eat somemore. Then play inverter 3 times! HAI YO! So anyway, that night bbq, geraldin'e classmate came. OMG! I can't tahan. Scared wait like last yr i fuck all of them sia. So i run out to bbq. Can't stand the noise la! Think the guys all also cannot tahan. So went outside. Lols. That night drank some wine, then all the guys went to sleep early. So left me, violet and my uncle. My mei went to bed in the other room already. So she alone in my bed. Then suddenly, while me and Violet was eating geraldine's b'day strawberry cheesecake, suddenly that Wei Xiang(Shun Hai's bro) open the room door frm inside.  Then he came out, like so blur, look arnd the living room, then look at the bed room where mei mei was, then he went in, then close the door. I WAS LIKE SHOCKED LA! Then me and Violet went into the room to see what happen. Guess what! He was sitting on the edge of the bed and sleeping. Note: mei mei still on the bed sleeping, the other end of the bed. Then we were like OMG, why Wei Xiang like that. Then i try to wake him up, cannot, then see like he was shivering, so thought he sick, so i puswh him down on the bed to sleep since he was SITTING. Then i went to call Shun Hai wake up. Bloody hell, like brother likr brother. I at first tap tap Shun Hai wake up. Then cannot. Then i pinch, also cannot. THEN I WHACK HIS ASS, still sleeping! Lols. I was like. WTH?! like that still can sleep arh. Then Violet saw Rayneil woke up. So call him see what happen to Wei Xiang. So went the other room, then he CRAWL onto the bed between mei mei and Wei Xiang. Then try wakeing him up. Then Mei mei like heard got guy voice. Then she SHOOT up frm her sleep! LOLS!!!!!!!! Then she shock. Then she took her pillow all and went out. Then Rayneil go back to bed. Wei Xiang was snoring SUPER loudly la!! LOLS. Then i wanted to sleep beside him cause i don;t think he will do anything. BUT HE WAS SO NOISY! So i and Violet went outside to sleep. Then my uncle try to sleep beside him also cannot! Cause he was sleeping in the middle! And was too noisy!!!! HAHAHA! So end up Wei Xiang slept the whole KING SIZE bed to himself and we 4 slept outside the living room! Lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The nxt morning, Wei Xiang woke up and then went to the other room that time, tell everyone " I don't know why i landed up in the other room sleeping. " OMG LA! And we found out frm his bro say that he sleep walks!! 0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, the whole chalet was super fun. The guys are SUPER funny and BULLY me! OMG! Got Lee Chek, Lee Heng, Rayneil, Shun Hai, Wei Xian, Jing Hui, Cedric, Galvin. Lols. Funny bunch of guys. CAN'T STAND! LOLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, sad news is, my hamster, Butti died. :*( Last night, 7th Sept. Died of high fever. I brought it to the vet but it was too late. She couldn't stand the high dose of drug, and died. :*( I CRIED. And to forget things, i went to Power house with my uncle, Violet, Violet's sis and my mum. I drank like siao. Danced like siao. End up today had a huge hangover. Vomitted and yet still having a hangover. Therefore didn't go for the sec class bbq. I'm so so sorry. I'm so so upset. FUCK SIA! I really loved Butti. :*(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4726762893618896179?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4726762893618896179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4726762893618896179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4726762893618896179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4726762893618896179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-so-so-many-things-happened-from-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6645929011407209542</id><published>2007-09-01T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T08:45:26.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;FINALE the exams are O-V-E-R~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;OMG! I'm so happy la! Yet again, DAMN PISSED with my OH-SO-LOVELY teacher, YEE MON! That LOVELY teacher was SUPER KIND to give us SO RANDOM QUESTIONS and so SUPERFICAL ones. OMG! Can DIE sia! I mean like WTF?! His bloody brains is on his ass la! Talk without thinking or remembering what he said. Like he said the other animal species will not be tested. THEN IT CAME OUT!!! WHAT THE FUCK SIA! OMG omg omg omg! I'm so PISSED at him! Then his questions are like, so OMG LA! Never ask process or what so ever. Can somemore ask the FUNCTION of BLOOD! 0_0 KILL ME LA! So angry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, it's over. And YAYS to me, i'm still sick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HA! Where got people studdy till fall sick de. THEN NOW HOLIDAY, still sick. -_-" Because of this, i'm NOT going out. Unku ask me go Sentosa on monday. Base on my condition, i think i'll be staying home for like a few more DAYS! :*( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I NEED TO GO OUT! LIKE ALWAYS!!! I MISS GOING OUT! I miss my besties. I've been such an ass, not going out with them or contacting them. OMG. I'm such a bad friend. Miss you guys. LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6645929011407209542?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6645929011407209542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6645929011407209542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6645929011407209542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6645929011407209542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/finale-exams-are-o-v-e-r-omg-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8303525092297211396</id><published>2007-08-25T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T08:35:17.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;it all came back. had the hardest time forgetting and now everything came flooding back to my memory. hate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if only i could just erase that oart of my life. i would. when i saw you, the first thing i thought abt was what the hell happen to us back then? think it was totally my fault. shouldn't have just did things that really pissed each other. sorry. didn't and never wanted to say sorry cause i'm too ashame of what i did. was too foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hate it hate it hate it. i hate the feeling of having feelings. grrr~ after that incident, i'm always scared of taking another step. turning people down. always scared to get hurt once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY GUYS! PLS PLS PLS GO TAKE A LOOK AT THIS WEBBY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savvycloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;www.savvycloset.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when will this end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when will i stop being so afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;when will i just forget the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i hate my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;FUCK.&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/12064061-8303525092297211396?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8303525092297211396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8303525092297211396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8303525092297211396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8303525092297211396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-all-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1972750147424140385</id><published>2007-08-21T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:25:51.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey BABES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;check out the online things selling here!!! No regrets! Spread the love around! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savvycloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;www.savvycloset.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1972750147424140385?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1972750147424140385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1972750147424140385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1972750147424140385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1972750147424140385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-babes-check-out-online-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3093416245133425629</id><published>2007-08-18T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T07:44:22.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Busy busy busy! Have to study. Damn shit can! Grr~ I hate hate hate it. Hope it's holiday soon. Yet again, hope i'd pass everything DUH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Anyway, been so upset lately. What's wrong with me. I so need to be like the past. Seems like my sunshine is gone already. Can't. Have to be happy. I don't wanna stay this way. It really affects my studies alot. Try not to think about it, but it seems to be affecting me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Got to stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3093416245133425629?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3093416245133425629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3093416245133425629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3093416245133425629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3093416245133425629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/busy-busy-busy-have-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7694003797545426146</id><published>2007-08-15T08:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:20:44.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;am abit sad you din't know me well enough. really am. i thought we always knew each other well enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;until now.&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/12064061-7694003797545426146?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7694003797545426146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7694003797545426146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7694003797545426146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7694003797545426146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/am-abit-sad-you-dint-know-me-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7102314511676484593</id><published>2007-08-11T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T09:55:32.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;ok, not gonna use lappy till wed. Mum taking it to thai for some over stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;LOOK OUT and CHECK OUT THIS WEBBY! : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savvycloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.savvycloset.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mum gonna do it great. :D DO CHECK IT OUT YA!!!!!!!! SUPPORT!! ^_^_^_^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7102314511676484593?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7102314511676484593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7102314511676484593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7102314511676484593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7102314511676484593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-not-gonna-use-lappy-till-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2755816493553664618</id><published>2007-08-09T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:09:02.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That this has nothing to do with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Fergie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i didn't mean to do that. i didn't mean to hurt you. i'm so sorry. don't know what i've become. what happen yesterday made me realise how much i've changed. when did i turn till this violent? what's gotten into me. what have i done to my own flesh and blood? what is this? how about her?! she was the one that started everything. and it becomes my fault just because i started to use voilence?! hello?! she ran away and everyone when looking for her, and didn't even blame her for that? after awhile she still can watch tv?! and MY FAULT?! i was back not long and everything started!!! whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;you guys never did trust me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm seriously disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry.&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/12064061-2755816493553664618?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2755816493553664618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2755816493553664618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2755816493553664618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2755816493553664618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hope-you-know-i-hope-you-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1201931056703289104</id><published>2007-08-08T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T05:25:59.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Exams are coming, and i have not started on my studying. Damn hell. Think i'm so gonna like die can. Grr~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Been a long day today. Just super tired. Damn it, i need to study later sia. How to cope sia. I need to like sleep lor. *grumbles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;k la, i just blog for tghe sick of blogging cause i know can't see tagboard. so i purposely blog so can shift pics down. I seriously don't know how to like resize it la. I TRIED already! I swear can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;don't know what to say. sometimes, i don't even know what's real. my life is like a total fantasy. all reality seems to be hiding. no one says a word. no one shows it. i'm tired to like accompany this act anymore. not happy with me, say it to my fucking face. don't try being a fucking shit ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;totally drained out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1201931056703289104?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1201931056703289104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1201931056703289104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1201931056703289104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1201931056703289104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-are-coming-and-i-have-not-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2884706543152268666</id><published>2007-08-07T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T06:39:31.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;God, got back some class test and lect test. HAIS. Seriously PATHETIC. Damn shit, i really need to study hard. I need those grades to seriously pull me up. Damn damn damn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;FUCK &lt;/span&gt;shld have like studied hard the past 1 yr. -_-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Plus. that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AAP teacher&lt;/span&gt; of mine is super &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;GUAI LAN&lt;/span&gt; can! Ask him what topics not tested, he don't wanna say.. Then say wat, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S A STUDENT'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO something something.. I WAS LIKE.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK CAN&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;fucking shit&lt;/span&gt; sia. i mean, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO, so SACARSTIC&lt;/span&gt; can! OMG. I hate those teachers that keep &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;saying students shld be studying EVERY MINUTE&lt;/span&gt;, then say what, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAST TIME THEY ARE MORE HARDWORKING&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;BLOODY FUCK&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;THIS IS THE REASON i've become like a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COMPLETE NO-LIFE-NERD&lt;/span&gt;!! OMG. I seriously need some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; long long holidays&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GRRRRRRRR!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAKE MY BLOOD BOIL ONLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*heh heh, i censored lotsa things already. So not so bad for those that seriously don't love me saying vulgar. See i so thoughtful. ^_^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the oh-so-sweet-and-innocent JIAHUI :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2884706543152268666?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2884706543152268666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2884706543152268666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2884706543152268666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2884706543152268666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/god-got-back-some-class-test-and-lect.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-203227040511854301</id><published>2007-08-06T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T06:02:15.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;exams are like 2 weeks away. Seriously going to be damn damn dead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Really, i'm so so so afraid. I just hope i could get a few Bs. Mgen i know confirm C de. I just hope i won't have any Ds. :*( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I don't wanna be like last time. Having all Ds in the past made me feel so stupid. I regretted not stuyding hard enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just one thing. I don't know why everyone expectations are super high. Really. All like want to get Z or A.. I just think that i get a pass and i did average well, i'm contented. Life must be simple. Call me naive. But if things are simpler, ain't you gonna be happier? Imagine you got alreay a B and you still got so emo abt it cause you didn't get an A. Isn't it abit too much? Imagine you are the one that failed that paper, and i'm the one having the B but i expected an A. And yet, i am even more upset than you. How will you feel? Sigh~ Everyone around me seems to be this way. Making me feel so stupid. Not stressing me up. Seriously NO! But the way everyone seems to be so smart, makes me really regret going to this course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Whatever. Since i'm already in the course, this i should move on and just work extremely hard. Cause i know i need lotsa hard work just to get an average PASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-203227040511854301?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/203227040511854301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=203227040511854301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/203227040511854301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/203227040511854301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-are-like-2-weeks-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-69071689471173594</id><published>2007-08-05T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T08:43:00.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i don't know why but i can't seem to edit the pictures to make it smaller la. -_-" Photobucket really sucks. That's y i SELDOM wanna put pics. Grr~Having a bad week. Bet this coming week will be the same. TILL my exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-69071689471173594?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/69071689471173594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=69071689471173594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/69071689471173594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/69071689471173594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-know-why-but-i-cant-seem-to-edit.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-289335665676796709</id><published>2007-08-01T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T08:40:35.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Maxine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06704.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seriously looks like Magen when Magen was young too I took this pic! So artistic rights?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06702.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Maxine looks so PUNY sitting infront of the cake! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06703.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06705.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06707.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06708.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06709.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06710.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06711.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06713.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06715.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06716.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y202/pink_roox/DSC06719.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-289335665676796709?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/289335665676796709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=289335665676796709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/289335665676796709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/289335665676796709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/08/baby-maxine-she-seriously-looks-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-22410352050770164</id><published>2007-08-01T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:34:26.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;On sunday went to my relative party. My korean aunt and her family is back! :) For awhile only. God i really miss them like hell.. When saw my grandma, i was abt to cry la. I really miss them so so so much. Esp when i saw Magen and Maxine. Plus, I HAVE A NEW NEPHEW!! :D:D:D His name is Max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Know something. I thought he's like 1 yrs old. Bloody hell, turn out he 2 months old only~ AND AT FIRST I BOUGHT A TOY FOR A 1 YRS OLD baby! Lols! So end up changing it to a few mths old toy. AND, it my FAV!!!! TIGGER!! :D:D Anyway, the rest i bought water bottles.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So i went to the party/gathering.. After like going to 1 yr SINCE i saw them can!! My god, they go Japan never come back, never contact. It's damn sad la. Cause really love them to bits la. See how much i spend for them know liao. Ok la, i never really spend so much. Just.. Love them. :) Baby Maxine was totally cute can! But kaos, her temper seriously like Magen's.. Totally stubborn, and princess-y. LOLS. Magen cried a few times tat day cause she wasn't the centre of attraction. Hai! But Magen shld understand when she grows older. Love her can, my mei doesn't though. AHAHHAA. She doesn't like Magen's charater. Totally princess-y. ^_^ BUT I LOVE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Still things are going on. But no one speaks of it. So disappointed, so upset, so angry. Feelings mixed up within me. It's been so long yet you know so lil of me. even if i know things, i shan't say anything. i don't wanna cause trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;seriously, it's tiring. never did understand did you? missed you. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;AT LEAST I HAVE A CHI BAI AND ACT LIKE A CHI BAI THEN HAVE A CHI BAI AND ACT LIKE A LAN JIAO! fucking butch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-22410352050770164?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/22410352050770164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" I hope you know, I hope you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That this has nothing to do with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt; We've got some straightenin' out to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's time to be a big girl now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And big girls don't cry "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Fergie&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/12064061-2093742199568425025?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2093742199568425025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2093742199568425025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2093742199568425025'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-5148528574856694275?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5148528574856694275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=5148528574856694275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5148528574856694275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/5148528574856694275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/whatever-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6261599219457330568</id><published>2007-07-28T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:07:19.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;what can i say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i'm speechless. disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i'm seriously hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but i really do cherish our relationship. thought it was over. now, i think the prob is back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm tired. i can't take it anymore. how can you feel this way? i never did cross my mind you are like, omg can. damn sad. really very sad. thought you were close to me. then when you thought my intentions were like this and that. i seriously think how much you even know me. it really saddens me that you understand me this much. i wonder what you thinking now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6261599219457330568?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6261599219457330568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6261599219457330568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6261599219457330568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6261599219457330568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-can-i-say-im-speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4819148356780328127</id><published>2007-07-27T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T06:57:00.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.savvycloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;www.savvycloset.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEY GIRLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;GO VISIT OK!!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D but things not launched yet. It's soon to be though. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4819148356780328127?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4819148356780328127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4819148356780328127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4819148356780328127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4819148356780328127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8413730588710474513</id><published>2007-07-27T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T05:51:26.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heh heh~ Listening to Azmi singing!~ ^_^ Lols. He forever calling me playing the guitar and singing la~ Nice though. Tmr got GIG at Heeren arnd 3pm. Think i'll be going Heeren support him. :D Never see him play gig la. That time i was like busy so never go down~ Sorry darl! :*( Haha, he just sang to me my fav song that he always sings!! :) LOVE IT CAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyway, had a TOUGH week k..~ BABI sia! I hate hate hate studying sia! My god. 4 test, 3 projects. Done this week. Totally madness can! ksdbnjsdbgsjdkgbnosdnkealjeasvtheaklhjvrlems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Think i'm like so changed WOMAN already can! Kaos. If last time in sec school, i can't even be bothered can!~ Lols. Right unku?! Hahhahahs. Now like i study study study.. -_-" MY GOD! No LIFE!!!! I need like SHOPPING, HOLIDAYING, TANNING, SINGING, CRAPPING!!! Grrr~ I think i'm gonna burst like SOON. Damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i got to be strong. i have to. if not, who's gonna help everyone up? i have to be strong. no matter if i am seriously damn upset abt it. i'll be strong. seeing you like this makes me so omg can. if i was to be like you, everyone will get affected. so all i have to do is to stay strong. i won't ever give up on myself. and neither should everyone. don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm seriously gonna kill her sometimes. SO FAKE SO FAKE SO FAKE! Grrr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8413730588710474513?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8413730588710474513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8413730588710474513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8413730588710474513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8413730588710474513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/heh-heh-listening-to-azmi-singing-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8177215996057435849</id><published>2007-07-20T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:56:12.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;OK! like WTF can! SO SO SO MANY THINGS TO DO FOR SCHOOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;AND IT'S POLY CAN! Not JC lehs. OMG. Like HELLO??? I'm studying POLY. Not some JC that LOVES to STRESS ppl up and KILL ppl can! Bloody hell this is what POLY is DOING to me can! Grrr~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And now i'm like at school EARLY in the morning to do the project. Damn it can! :*(   Hais. Nxt week 4 test, 3 project need to hand up. WTH! -_-" KILL ME~~~ SO damn stress can!! Grrr~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, had a busy week, and again. NXT WEEK is even WORST can! Damn shit. I have to like so so many things.. So chiong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh, went to power hse on wed night LADIES NIGHT. (: FIRST time go s'pore club. NICE! It was super fun can! But i was almost dead when i went to school on thurs. HAHA! drank too much already. Was totally going to get drunk. Lols. But songs were damn nice la. Reminds me SO SO much abt sec skool. Hahas. But love it la, so fun can~ :) Played games and i lost. And had to like drink up! I drank 3 glasses just cause i lost. Total number of glasses were like 6 ~ 8. totally dead. But then again~~ FUN! ^_^ I so gonna go club again. But must wait till holidays if not DIE lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8177215996057435849?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8177215996057435849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8177215996057435849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8177215996057435849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8177215996057435849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-like-wtf-can-so-so-so-many-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4032037014370287490</id><published>2007-07-14T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:22:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;GOD i had an irritating day today. I'm damn damn damn pissed about like so many many things today. SO MANY things kept irritating me can! Grrr~ Just can't leave me alone lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When i heard the gossip, i was really going into a rage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I WAS DAMN FUCKING PISSED CAN! Wth can! she's such a fucking bitch! betrayer! try to get close to me just to TELL others how OH-SO-SWEET i can be. AND OH-SO-FUCKING-SHIT she is? Damn! I can't do anything! I don't have HALF her fucking GIGANTIC strength, who is A THOUSAND TIMES WORST THAN A GUY'S!! ARGH! I am damn pissed! FUCK OFF LA! lkfvabsuiojflkjasbdlfkasl. I need to kill those bunch of AMATUERS CAN! IRRITATING!!!!!!!! SO FAKE SO FAKE SO FAKE!!!!! Can i slap her?! Can i like take a pail of water and throw over her head?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anyway, went to watch harry potter. AND THERE is THIS BUNCH of AMATEURS talking and talking and talking and making TONS of noise!!! GOD! I was damn pissed. I kept shhh-ing them. BUT THEY GOT NO CLUE i was asking them to SHUT UP!!! -_-" Irritating idiots. REMIND ME OF THAT bunch of amateurs. And i immediately got pissed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Die. I keep having mood swings today and recently. Sorry if i sort of snapped at anyone ok. I think i snapped at Xin er on friday. Sorry~ I'm not being myself lately. Argh! Kill me SOMEONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4032037014370287490?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4032037014370287490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4032037014370287490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4032037014370287490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4032037014370287490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-i-had-irritating-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8229189499619958422</id><published>2007-07-13T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:07:40.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm seriously having a tiring day. No, TIRING WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I suppose nxt week is worst since there is like 2 test which is like so damn diff coz it's like 2 chapt each sub. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Not only that. Things have gone SERIOUSLY so complicated. I'm super confuse in what to believe. See her like this, i also don't know if i shld or shld not do something or nothing. HAIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8229189499619958422?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8229189499619958422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8229189499619958422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8229189499619958422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8229189499619958422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-seriously-having-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6418162048492088797</id><published>2007-07-11T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T05:32:31.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YAYS` I'm like EIGHTEEN already. God, i have to GROW up. Yest i had a GREAT TIME! ^_^ I really enjoyed myself. Thanks to EVERYONE out there. Hehe~ So nice of you guys to get me things can~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Guess what, i ate 3 b'day cakes and all 3 were like CHEESE CAKES?! 0_0 First was Mango Cheese cake, then it was Cookies and cream cheese cake, then finally, it was Blueberry Cheese Cake!!! LOLS! My god. It's so coincidence can!!! I was like. OMG OMG OMG. I didn't realized it until like at the late late night while telling my friend how was my b'day.. Hahas! Anyway, LOVE LOVE LOVE ALL THE PRESENTS. Some were so unexpected to get lar.. I was so happy~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Anyway, i celebrated with my classmates, then celebrated with my BESTIES and finally my family~ ^_^ I don't wanna elaborate much cause i'm like so tired!!~ LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks XIN ER for organizing and makeing the cake with the help of KC. Thank YOU! Plus ur mom that cut the mangoes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks Kc for the help and the TIGGER cookies! It's so cute can!!!!! (Azmi: CAN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks Juanny and gang for buying a pressie for ME ME ME~ Tha hamster cage is like OH-SO-PRINCESS STYLE! Hahas. It's PINK sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks LP, Nicole and Ivan for buying the Ear rings. It's simply glam plus cute? Lols. Got any nicer word to describe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks CHONG~ For organizing the WHOLE thing and buying the pressie urself. :D Love u SO SO MUCH! U did so much for me. LOVE the flowers. ^_^ PLUS the PRINCESS CROWN!!!! The Fish and CO. To me, i had a great day though a lil bit unsucessful but in the end it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mum for getting the braclet, ear rings and key chain which i always wanted but didn't dare buy cause it was super ex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks ah gu and pei rong jie for the necklace plus ear ring. It is simply ME can!~ (Azmi: CAN!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks CHONG YUMIN for the CHOCS. It's the thought that counts~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks EVERYONE that wished me a Happy B'day. I appreciated that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTDsQD8ZXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5kOuDjkamxQ/s1600-h/CIMG3730.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085905044201301362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="68" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTDsQD8ZXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5kOuDjkamxQ/s320/CIMG3730.JPG" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks for the MANGO CHEESE CAKE! :D MANGO de wors. Got hear SOMEMORE SIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTESQD8ZYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l2YgPYA_mQc/s1600-h/CIMG3736.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085905697036330370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="201" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTESQD8ZYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l2YgPYA_mQc/s320/CIMG3736.JPG" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;See lar, entertain themselves only. Hello, my b'day lehs.. Then play magic cards. I'm suppose to be like the LIMELIGHT. Not Nicky and Alden! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTFSQD8ZZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vbtQwRgcnzo/s1600-h/CIMG3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085906796547958162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="268" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTFSQD8ZZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vbtQwRgcnzo/s320/CIMG3741.JPG" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me and XIN ER~~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks for the MANGO CHEESE CAKE! LOVE U! Plus ANNA SUI MIRROR! My god! NICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTGMwD8ZaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d9KUGeeZLZU/s1600-h/CIMG3773.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085907801570305442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTGMwD8ZaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d9KUGeeZLZU/s200/CIMG3773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me and CHONG LIMIN! Besties can! Love u la! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks for doing this for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks for the pressie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTIMAD8ZcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VfQLqhjWb1Y/s1600-h/CIMG3841.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085909987708659138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTIMAD8ZcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VfQLqhjWb1Y/s200/CIMG3841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cheese cake in FISH &amp; CO. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTJQgD8ZdI/AAAAAAAAABE/_TGlvpbf6f8/s1600-h/CIMG3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085911164529698258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTJQgD8ZdI/AAAAAAAAABE/_TGlvpbf6f8/s200/CIMG3863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pork Ribs at Bliss. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTJywD8ZeI/AAAAAAAAABM/OnxydWXgiiw/s1600-h/CIMG3880.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085911752940217826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTJywD8ZeI/AAAAAAAAABM/OnxydWXgiiw/s200/CIMG3880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Complementary brownie topped with ice cream by Bliss. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTKNAD8ZfI/AAAAAAAAABU/mJiSiPWdB5Q/s1600-h/DSC06634.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085912203911783922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTKNAD8ZfI/AAAAAAAAABU/mJiSiPWdB5Q/s200/DSC06634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It's Blueberry CHEESE CAKE. With PINK PINK CANDLES. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTLOgD8ZgI/AAAAAAAAABc/fIHD6bscyNQ/s1600-h/DSC06623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085913329193215490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTLOgD8ZgI/AAAAAAAAABc/fIHD6bscyNQ/s200/DSC06623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bryan, Thirah, Limin, Azmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My precious gems that i can't live without. (: PLUS UNKU! She's so not here in the pic. Grrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6418162048492088797?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6418162048492088797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6418162048492088797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6418162048492088797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6418162048492088797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/yays-im-like-eighteen-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xGQIQcsBFEc/RpTDsQD8ZXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5kOuDjkamxQ/s72-c/CIMG3730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1299630261132726273</id><published>2007-07-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T08:12:46.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tmr's my EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME ME ME!! Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope everything goes smoothly. Cause scared yo yo jacket gang wanna like prank me. I tell you, i confirm fuck shit them! *hmphs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;It's like, THEY NEVER GROW UP CAN! Still influence others. WTF. Wanna be black then don't turn others lar.. It's like, i'm so so pity him for changing. In the past he was like scoring. Now, it's only borderline pass. It's drastic. And yet i can't do anything. SINCE i'm their FUCKING target. But hello, grow up, 18, 19 yrs old still like that. MY GOD! Can't believe that i'm totally maturer than them can! Though i know they target on me being act cute. THAT i don't deny. BUT, at least i am still mature most of the time. What for be someone u are not? I'm still young what, what for act like some fuck shit chain smoker and act cool? THAT's SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, been alright at school, going to be stressed out like SOON! Exams are coming. AND, projects are PILING! GRRR~~ Sobs lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1299630261132726273?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1299630261132726273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1299630261132726273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1299630261132726273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1299630261132726273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmrs-my-eighteenth-birthday-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-689552337063730664</id><published>2007-07-06T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:07:10.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;MY GOD. FINALLY it's like weekends again. Been so tired lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Plus all those probs. Grrr, killing me. So fuck can. Amatuers never grow up! How old already still acting like one sec school kid. MY GOD! I admit in the past i'm like that.. BUT HELLO, in poly already so GROW UP CHILDREN~~~ Everytime i come to think of it. It really makes my blood boil. I really wanna like fuck them up. But then again, i'm not a strong person, i confirm die one lar... They all so strong like ELEPHANTS can. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyway, now the innocence knows it. Let's see what'll happen next. This is not the end. I perdict, there's more to come......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-689552337063730664?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/689552337063730664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=689552337063730664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/689552337063730664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/689552337063730664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6320132359800993205</id><published>2007-07-05T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T02:29:53.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;GOD! I had 6 hrs of PRACTICAL LAB at school today. Guess what i did.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I CUT UP A DOG DOG DOG!!!! Lols. As in our class cut up a dog.. -_-" That's seriously OH SO SICK can!!!! One classmate fainted.. 0_0 I almost vomitted can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;THE SMELL IS HORRIBLE!! Plus NAUSEOUS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We like skin it, then slowly blade out the fats, then see the muscles.. Then teacher cut to let us see the internal organs.. MY GOD. I almost vomitted!! THE SMELL WAS SO SHITTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then Brandon and Desmond can somemore sing, " I tear my heart open... " i was like.. OK....... Cause teacher was cutting the ribcage and the heart was there... LOLS. Then i played with the hindlimbs.. Like chicken thigh lar.. Yumin KEPT wanting to leave blood stains on ME ME ME!! 0_0 Oh, the bladder was like FULL with urine.. Some of us was stading near it.. Then we were afraid it'll burst out lar.. Cause IT WILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyway, the 6hrs of OPERATION was like FREAKY!!! 0_0 It was damn bloody~~~~~ And NAUSEOTIC.. Will upload pic soon~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6320132359800993205?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6320132359800993205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6320132359800993205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6320132359800993205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6320132359800993205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-i-had-6-hrs-of-practical-lab-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6561262398921351128</id><published>2007-07-04T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T06:45:39.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;isn't it scary that someone's close to you, so friendly to you. Yet you discovered what's happening behind you back. Things that are seriously nasty you can't even imagine. My god. It's scary! Serious. One moment she's calling your name asking to sit beside you, the other, she's laughing at your friendster pictures with her grp of amateurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nvm that, the amatuers even influenced others to change completely. God this is scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Is this the real world? Is this what my parents always said. The real world is even more scarier thatn you thought. Plus, this is nothing yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It puzzles me to see that they could just SMILE at you and say hi, and the nxt moment they are LAUGHING at your smiling at them?? So are you suppose to even respond to them even when they walk pass and say hi to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't know why but i just kept thinking abt it. Grrr. Must not! Must find backup to like support me. LOLS. LIMIN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6561262398921351128?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6561262398921351128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6561262398921351128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6561262398921351128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6561262398921351128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/07/isnt-it-scary-that-someones-close-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3882702273308576549</id><published>2007-06-29T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T07:00:36.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i seriously think bryan's such an ass. HE LOVES to make me laugh like OMG-ly can~ LOLS. Went out with him was a crazy day!! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok i hate school. I'm totally stressed out right now. FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;i don't know what to believe. one min u are bitching abt me. the nxt, i see you talking so goody goody with me. what is this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3882702273308576549?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3882702273308576549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3882702273308576549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3882702273308576549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3882702273308576549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-seriously-think-bryans-such-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7653869676427858907</id><published>2007-06-27T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T06:41:12.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I HATE MGEN! Fuck shit. Lols. My god. I study like don't study damn fucking better rights. ARGH! Always like this. I hate hate hate MGEN! Kill mgen can. Why must WE study DNA so much. My god. NO, shld ask, WHY study and get to know so much when we will die sooner or later. it's not like as if u KNOW it so well, you'll NOT die. Damn it. I wanna die like NOW! Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyway, went out with Bryan on an Imprompt 2 date.. LOLS. He was like calling me ask me wanna go eat luch at 11 plus when i finish skool at 6?? Lols. So told him go eat dinner. So met him and went to PS. My god. Today he dress so nice can! Hahhahas! Bryan! U seriously dress so diff. You look more suave. :D Anyway, i had a blast~ ^_^ yeap. We talk crap and joke crap like nobody's business.. OH OH!~ We also went into the Hse of Condom shop. Bryan was SCARED can! Hahhahas. He was like, will they find out? Will they chase us out? Hahahhas. Will they check our ID? This shows he's TOO INNOCENT can! I went into a sex shop when it stated 21 and ABOVE??? If it's 18 will not be obvious. But 21? And they can't be bothered. Lols. Bryan was like wanting to laugh when he saw the elephant condom. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And AS usual, take LOADS of pictures. Lols. He's the one!~ Anyway, i had suh a great time with him. Treated me to like the Manhattan fish, then we went BROWSING for DARLING AZMI'S pressie and couldn't find much.. And we didn't know what to buy. This is HOW lil i know of Azmi. So sad! Anyway, it was abt 10 already once we tried to decide on the present for him but end up DIDN'T buy anything! :*( Plus it was already 10 and shops were like closed. So we decided to walk back to Ps to take mrt back. Bryan's an idiot~! My feet were killing me cause of the shoe i'm wearing and YET he forced me to walk! We had already walked to Wistma, and now have to walk back to PS! -_-" Anyway, went to 7-11 to buy a drink.. Then i was like filling it up. Then my back was facing the outside world. So when finish filling i tooka step back to move. Got this FUCKING SHITTY guy, he's damn ass~ I bumped into him cause i didn't see him AS my bck was facing outside world, BUT he could like SEE~ So i bumped into him and then i said SORRY a ZILLION times. You know how i say sorry. I don't say sorry like once only lors.b Then he said nvm. After tat, when he pay with the friends, he go tell them say " careful, she will bump into you de " I was like WTF?! I stare at him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;OMFG! JUST LIKE SOME OF THE BITCHES IN SCHOOL!! Say sorry and he said nvm but then say bad abt me. I seriously wanted to shout at him ask him go FUCK OFF! This kind of 2 face fuckers are such an ass! My god. No wonder i hate s'pore. GRRRR~~ These are the people that NEVER can be like caucasians where they are more or less, 10 times more POLITE than SINGAPOREANS! My god! Really like those people can. In front of me wanna act like so friendly, then behind my back wanna FUCK ABT ME. Come on lar, GROW UP! I really pissed man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;BUTCH&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/12064061-7653869676427858907?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7653869676427858907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7653869676427858907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7653869676427858907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7653869676427858907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hate-mgen-fuck-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4605197405487069184</id><published>2007-06-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:17:32.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;God i really hate those people. Don't know why but it seems to have affected my thick-but-carefree-that-doesn't-bother-about-anything in-the-world head. Damn it. I really wanna block them out of my life. But it seems stuck in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Those people are like SUPER amateurs! Yet again so thick skin. You demanded a present, i gave u want. Plus HELLO, it was mass presents, i gave everyone the samething~ *rolls eyes like my BESTIE THIRAH!* Lols. Anyway, grow up bitches, i don't even think they are suitable to be called a bitch! I don't even know what are they. LOLS! FREAKSSS 0_0 Lols. Ok my bad. ONly those amateurs are the freaks. :D Anyway, thick skin freaks are not qualified to be in my life at all~~ PLS, RANDOM PEOPLE!! I don't even think they are considered random. They are like non exsistant in my life~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Oh btw, i saw my IDOL today! And i really mean IDOL! There's this girl that took the same mrt back home today. She was super confidant abt herself. She's not that pretty, nor she's not that slim. She's just like a moderate, average girl-nxt-door type of girl. But yet she knows how to dress up to make herself look oh-so STUNNING! It's like she's super confidant of herself. It's like her style is so me! That's what i really want to be. But yet again, cause of my FATNESS, i can't achieve that. Damn it! Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;She looks mature, and i bet she doesn't care abt what people think about her. She just be herself. The cool and sexy girl. :) Can i like get to know her. Ok, i seriously sound like a BUTCH now. MY GOD! Lols. As in, i find her so cool~ I wanna be her friend sia! Hahahhahahahhas. Ok i sound so.... Weird. LOLS! She was wearing a black and white dress, up to her thighs, carring a black handbag with gold chains on the bag strap. She was also wearing gold earings and abit of black and gold necklace. She was wearing make up, light make up, wore white heels(not that tall one) And to top it off, she styled up her hair and wore a sunglass! MY GOD! She's totally awesome!  :D Can i be her? She's like so confidant. She really know's how to carry herself. :D Damn it. I got to lose WEIGHT! FAT FAT FAT. FUCK FUCK FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bitch   &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or shld i say     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;butch &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;butch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;butch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;butch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;butch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4605197405487069184?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4605197405487069184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4605197405487069184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4605197405487069184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4605197405487069184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-i-really-hate-those-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-239706255773942086</id><published>2007-06-24T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T07:04:17.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;FUCK IT! I blogged a ZILLION WORDS and then it's gone. FUCK BLOGGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok fine, i'll cut it real short then. I DON'T WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL TMR!!! It's so stressing! So not me to be studying like a fucking nerd. Plus, i don't wanna face with all fucking problems!!! It adds to my BAG of probs! Facing amateurs in school is like.. My god. Trying not to get affected. *grrr* God i hate amateurs! Anyway, they are like SO not in my life. Can't be bothered much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;LA LA LA~ I'm so pissed right now. I'm willing tmr to be another holiday. Let's hope tmr there's a blizzard. Then school will be closed. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-239706255773942086?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/239706255773942086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=239706255773942086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/239706255773942086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/239706255773942086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/fuck-it-i-blogged-zillion-words-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3204363083146046452</id><published>2007-06-22T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:39:25.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes i wonder. Is it me being over sensitive or is it really some friends that seems so close to me yet bitching abt me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever it is. That's what i call backstabbing. And that are called IMMATURE FUCKERS that tries to act OH-SO-MATURE, but yet.. So childish to even keep a fake front. Just be like the bitch that doesn't like me lar... Dumb. Don't like me, then don't have to try talk to me. I would be on neutral stand. Seriously. I don't need to have these kind of fuckers by my side. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At least i know i sometimes(ok some might say all the time) can be immature. But then, that's me. I rather be immature than act to be mature yet immature. get it? Lols. I think not. But. AT LEAST, I KNOW i'm not a TWEET or some kind of fuck person. I know i'm genuiene. How about you? A bitch? A two face freak? A fucker? Ask yourseslf before bitching about me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3204363083146046452?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3204363083146046452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3204363083146046452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3204363083146046452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3204363083146046452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6946156899442750937</id><published>2007-06-21T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T09:58:02.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WEETS` Back from BKK! ^_^ one word for the trip: CHEAP!  And seriously it's FUCKING CHEAP can! Most of the things there are cheap~ And REAL cheap. Tell me where can you gt a swensens ice cream for like S$3 bucks? LOLS. High class restuarant for 10 ppl eat, S$100?? Lols. Somemore Japanese restuarant sia. Plus we ate alot for that restuarant. Lols. It was damn cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't wanna elaborate so much cause one thing: lazy. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;First Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to Platinuim Mall foodcourt to eat. And food not bad. And you have to add your own flavourings into the food cause it's like NO TASTE! Like they gt put SUGAR, chilli, soy sauce. LOLS. Werid rites. They even put like those veggie, the " chong "..  Their " oh-laut " fucking nice can! Then their Pad Thai also damn nice. Must add sugar, peanut, chilli, then nicer!~ :D:D Then went to this place called Gaysorn like our Paragon like that.. DAMN expensive there.. Cause the old people: my grandparents and my father wanted to go temple.. So i don't want. So went into the mall and sit..  After that forgot where we went lar.. I only know had an arguement.. Cause we went in a BIG grp.. 10 of us.. Then we all like wanna spilt to shop then the old ppl scared we lost all that.. Damn fuck lar. Was pissed. The whole trip everyday without fail gt arguement.. Damn fuck. Oh we went Chinatown eat seafood. Not bad lar.. OH YA! the bird nest only S$4.50 can! Like WHAT THE FUCK? Is real bird nest with ginko nut (my fav!).. And so cheap!! MY GOD. The seafood meal we ate was at Nam Xing, not bad the food.. And i think arnd S$200.. Then went back hotel, the bed was like SUPERB! Oh ya, we stayed in executive suite cause the room we book fully occupied, so they UPGRADE US! ^_^ Stayed like the 3rd highest floor. 26!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Second Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The hotel breakfast was like NICE can! After that we headed to the Chatuchak market. It was HARDCORE SHOPPING! MY GOD! Everyone that goes BKK must go there!!! The things are FUCKING FUCKING cheap. I think the most cheapest there. Bought jeans for like S$11 to arnd S$12!! Lols. Summore is my size and is SKINNY jeans. ^_^ Then saw the pets they sell.. Hamster is like 80 baht.. Which in SGD is divide by $22 which is like... Er... Calculate yourself. :) Then the dog they sell are FUCKING cute! Got damn young ones lar.. Like 1 month or so... If i'm not wrong they sell are arnd 1500 to 2500 baht~ Divide by $22 yourself again~ Damn fuck lar.. Cannot bring into Singapore.. We ask the ppl there.. They say cannot.. Oh ya.. The rabbits are like FUCKING cute! Some wear dress one lor.. SO CUTE! the kittens are cute too.. MY GOD!  Damn cheap and cute! Anyway, i spent like half the day or more than thet in that market.. It's like BIG BIG BIG only lar.. Then bought like LOTSA of stuff.. :D Sunglass there is like $199 baht only~ Then Jeans for THIN ppl is like $199 baht only~ Then at night went to eat dinner near our hotel.. Then went to the supermarket: Big C, to buy maggie mee.. Then i saw...... RAIN RAIN RAIN!!! Lols. I bought the milk cause got Rain, then i bought the maggie mee cause again,  GOT RAIN! hahahhahahahs. :D:D My mum and mei helped me to pose the milk with his face.. Then my auntie saw the pic she was like.. " PROMOTING HIM or the MILK?! " Lols. You see the pic then you'll understand what i mean. :) Then came back home, i, geraldine and my aunt went to soak bathtub. :) Wear bikini somemore.. Then eat the cup noodles.. LOLS! With RAIN FACE! hahahhaas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Third Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to the Platinium mall again.. This time round is to do HARDCORE SHOPPING. Not eat.. Lols. They don't have changing room one lors.. Have to wear like a sarong skirt to change the bottom.. Only can try on bottom not top.. Lols. They took a pic of me wearing it.. And thye say i look like a VILLAGE GIRL?! Anyway, i shopped like for HOURS in there.. LOLS. Damn fucking cheap and fun! But you guys must be those tat can really shop and WALK then can! There are like only 5 floors to shop but then there are like over 1,500 shops.. LOLS. I shopped for like morning till dinner time.. HAHHAHAHS. OH YA. I had some cakes.. CHEESECAKES! OH MY GOD! you guys have to try Thailand Cheese cake IS FUCKING NICE! It's not like ours.. Theirs is really can MELT in your mouth and then it's SOLID, and smooth.. Perfect! Then at night went to the night market: Suan Luam Market.. But before that ate at their so called food place lar.. It's like our Chomp Chomp or east coast the food market.. DAMN NICE!! Then it's FUCKING cheap?! Must go ok! Lols. Then we took the " tut tut " taxi back to hotel.. Me, geraldine, mum and my grandfather.. Lols. They actually offer us like 400 baht back to hotel.. My mum say don't want lar.. So ex.. Then they suddenly say 300, then 200 then FINALLY become 100 baht.. LOLS. Funny only.. I was like.. WOW! Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fourth Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to Siam Paragon, Siam Centre, Siam whatsoever lar.. It's all connected.. There the things not that cheap lar.. But alright.. We ate at the high class plus nice nice jap restuarant.. My god we ate ALOT! And it's like only at most S$100 bucks.. Might think is like ex.. But you see, 10 ppl eat lehs.. Then we ate ALOT! All had main dish.. Then order side dishes.. Then we went to MBK to do my nails.. Cause i really wanted to do cause it's cheap.. NOW I REGRET NOT DOING MY TOENAILS! Grrr.. I did classic pedicure for S$20 bucks.. PLus nail art for every FINGER.. Cheap lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to platimium to do last min shopping.. Then went to former world trade cntre to shop shop.. Ok, not going there anymore.. It's high end shopping de.. Same to that Gaysorn.. Stupid lar.. Waste time.. LOLS. Too ex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here are some funny and stupid events that happen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;On the 3rd day, my mei had an allergy.. LOLS! Stupid lar.. Lols. We still don't know what caused the allergy.. She's so dumb can.. Cause she don't like shopping.. So my paternal grandma, uncle and her went back hotel to eat.. Then she wanna soak bathtub.. THEN my uncle and grandma was like wanna go back to the mall.. (the mall is just besid emy hotel) Then she was like.. HUHS, she rush rush rush.. Then never wash away the soap then wipe it with TOWEL ONLY! My god! Lols. YUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another event is like my uncle.. LOLS. Cause we stay 26th floor.. Then we took lift going to 1st floor.. Then gt someone come in at the 13th floor.. Then my uncle tot reach 1st floor already.. So he walk out.. Then the guy walk in.. Then we were like telling him i9s only 13th haven reach.. Then at the same time when the guy was walking into the lift.. My uncle was like giving that expression acting NORMAL and like inpecting the 13th floor like that then walk back into the lift.. Then he just act normal, act cool.. We all were like laughing then he still act normal.. LOLS! The guy was also like wanna laugh like that.. FUNNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another event, my grandparents ALL cannot walk.. Then we had to cut short lots of shopping.. Then my maternal grandma shout shout shout for us to stay together until she no voice.. Ah ya.. Irritating only.. one big grp how to shop........ Summore they so slow.. I can't wait for them.. Then keep wanted to stay as a grp.. Siao. 10 ppl wait for 1 person to buy something.. Isn't it ridiculous.. Stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway, recommend you guys to go Bkk.. But i didn't go to the emarld there cause gt protest going on.. So... Yupps.. Remember to shop at the RIGHT place. The best place is Chatuchak market cause you can bargain the most.. The rest of places like cannot only~ Platinium also cheap.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm so gonna go back BKK again! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6946156899442750937?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6946156899442750937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6946156899442750937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6946156899442750937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6946156899442750937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/weets-back-from-bkk-one-word-for-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8446746875491949484</id><published>2007-06-15T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T06:27:05.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'M GOING THAILAND TMR TMR TMR! lols. Flight is in the morning as usual.. I will be sleeping damn early~ Will really miss lots of people.. Esp my LOVE LOVE treasured gems! (: Will miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Afraid. I'm seriously afraid now. Series of unfortunate events had occur. I'm really afraid something happen when we go to thialand. My sister sprained her ankle, my grandmother first had diahhorea which was so jiat liat then today had car accident. -_-" Damn it. Is it me or is it the whole events trying to stop us from going thailand? I hope nothing goes wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, just wanna tell my gems that i LOVE LOVE THEM ok. You shld know who you guys are.. (: Will miss you guys! ^_^_^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JIAHUI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8446746875491949484?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8446746875491949484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8446746875491949484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8446746875491949484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8446746875491949484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-going-thailand-tmr-tmr-tmr-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-4910363742413882828</id><published>2007-06-12T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:39:23.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Went out with Bryan, Azmi and Azmi's friend yesterday. Was suppose to be ME and AZMI! Then he ask his friend come along.. Then he say miss Bryan.. So i call him come.. LOLS. And yes! I miss Azmi and Bryan! (: It's been so long since we met. I miss them so dearly. ^_^ They are like a gem to me can! CAN~ Lols. Stupid Azmi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway, i waited for Azmi like half an hour! Then he FINALLY came.. And people kept coming to me asking for DONATION! Damn idiot. Anyway, cut short my story.. I think Bryan and Azmi are like so cute can! They are besties and NOT like ALL guys... So immature.. Azmi and Bryan are like so cute together~ I mean, tell me where can you find guy besties that think alike and CALL ME THE SAME THING at diff times?! I was talking to Bryan asking him to come.. Then he was like asking if i got bring camera.. Then Azmi msg me ask me if i had a camera in hand.. Lols. Then Azmi call me shit face.. Bryan call me shitty ass~ LOLS! See how much telephaty they have? So OMG! I love them like HELL! I mean, they are the best guy friends anyone CAN HAVE! My god. I never met any other guys in MY LIFE so far, like them who appreciates me, AND, will never discriminate or just because i'm a girl, there's a barrier between us. NO! We can like hug and hold each other can~ Nothing goes on between us.. We are like so close.. I really love them lots. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;After that whole day, i still had a heart to heart talk with Bryan till like 12?? Lols. Then he walk me to Punggol Nasi Lemak at kovan.. Since we were at kovan the HK cafe and my mum was there eating the nasi lemak.. Then my mum also don't mind him.. LOLS. I mean if other guys, my mum wouldn't really like.. But for Bryan.. She knows that nothing is gonna happen. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today, ate with Shu Shu and Unku.. Another grp of friends that i TREASURE the most. We went to Marina South to eat.. HAHHA! We eat till the WHOLE table full of garbage and used like 3-4 packets of tissue?! Lols. idiot. Unku was super jealous that i edited Azmi and Thirah picture that was taken with me.. HAHHAHAS. I will edit our picture too ok?! Plus, i keep forgetting her b'day.. LOLS. I'm so bad! :*( I admit.. Her's is on the 12 of Oct.. I REMEMBER!!! :D:D Anyway, unku's always the best lar.. Don't say i don't remember or appreciate you or whatever.. I do lors.. It's just the lil things i do you don't seem to know but i really do cause I LOVE YOU CAN! Lols. :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway, after the talk with Bryan.. I realised true friends, we don't need to meet up even once a week or month.. It's like ONCE we meet up, we can still clique and talk on and on and on.. And we are comfortable to be who we truely are.. (: We don't mind anything at all.. And we know though we are not there for each other always(physically), we are always in each other hearts. LOVES. Thirah is ONE of them.. She can be a real BABI lols, but she's real sweet to me.. AWWW~~ Then there's fathiah.. You think i forgot abt you? Lols, i still remember the times but then, you are so busy sometimes.. Hmmms, i wanna eat the SAMBAL TELOK! :*( Lols. I need SOME of them!! Plus, i miss your family.. Hmmms, Chong, though she's a damn hell slacker plus oh so watever, physically and watsoeverly we don't seem to be like besties.. BUT, we seriously can clique like OMG. Can clique.. She's the best too.. I love her like LOTS?! hahas. Anyway, these are the few that i RARELY meet them.. And i mean RARELY.. Like Azmi i think like 1 yr never really see and go out with him already? Unku like half a yr? Bryan also like half a yr? Lols. And yet, once we see each other, it's like we've been there for each other and seen each other just yesterday.. Love them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;These are what i call real true friends. A real gem i say. A rare gem. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;this, is what i don't get to see in my life now. used to be the one making the decisions, being the one. now, i seem to have made so much sacrifice, i've seem to blend into the crowd alot already. i seem to be the background of people's life instead of being the sun of theirs. now it's all shit. bryan's sister said to him: " this is how the world is. Cruel. " and i totally agree. damn cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-4910363742413882828?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4910363742413882828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=4910363742413882828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4910363742413882828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/4910363742413882828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-out-with-bryan-azmi-and-azmis.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-6586123141149542518</id><published>2007-06-09T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T09:13:21.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Went to some realative house today and had a family gathering.. LOLS. Guess what. I don't know anyone. And i DIDN'T know i had a HUGE family tree.. My grandfather has like 4 other brothers.. And then it's like omg. Can't describe 30 over ppl in that gathering.. Lols. It was much fun though. :)  The dog was super cute.. Then the lil girls were damn cute! My god there were like 3 to 4 generations in that gathering.. And it was like OMG! frm the youngest 3 yrs old to the oldest 91 yrs old.. HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;So anyway, my grandfather's 2nd bro is damn funny! He keeps cracking jokes.. And well, omg, there are even very successful ppl down there. One is like own a agent company, the other dunneo quite a big shot in Starhub, then the other is a nutritionist.. my god they are successful.. Then they can talk and talk and talk for hours! Lols. My grandfather had to pull me awawy from them after half an hour of talk.. He scared it could take for HOURS! Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;So anyway, i'm so happy and gald i have such a HUGE family tree. It's a warm feeling. HEHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't know what's going on. suddenly i feel everyone seems to be so fake to each other. is it me or is it really happening. it really got stuck to my head. i keep thinking and thinking about it. i don't wanna think about it. i really don't. i don't wanna be the girl that's gonna be all sensitive and become so emotional. i'm not like this. and i never want to be. but i just can't seem to stop thinking. i really am very depressed about it. about things. about everything. seeing some of my relatives being so smart, being so successful, i suddenly am very scared i can't be like them. and then, i can't even imagine what would happen. everyone seems to be pressurizing me. putting all hopes on me. and i don't think i can. i really don't.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-6586123141149542518?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6586123141149542518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=6586123141149542518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6586123141149542518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/6586123141149542518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-some-realative-house-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-1709908943643758829</id><published>2007-06-08T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:34:57.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;FINALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;MY FUCKING TERM TEST ARE FUCKING OVER!!! weets` I was seriously about to breakdown if i had ANOTHER week of tests! I'll seriously drop out! Grrr~ Why does it seems to me that JC and poly the stress level ALMOST the same? It's just tat we poly get one more extra yr of stress than JC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyway, been studying REAL hard for the papers. I hope some MIRACLE would happen and i think i deserve good marks.. Hais. I don't know what will happen to me if i get failing marks.. Ok, for mgen i know i'd fail.. But for the rest.. I hope not.. *cross fingers* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;WENT OUT WITH UNKU TODAY! Let's see.. We went to Wistma, Marina Square, The Cathay, Plaza Singapura and VIVO CITY! Lols. It's so funny going out with UNKU! :D We went to 3 Topshops, 2 Dorothy Perkins and 2 Diaso. LOLS! And i didn't buy anything! Cause the SALES CLOTHES weren't that PRETTY! Ok, i really want that rive island skinny jeans. I NEED SKINNY JEANS! Anyway, i told unku lotsa stuff, and she SACRIFICE her SHOW to be with ME! Hahahas. LOVE UNKU! ^_^_^_^_^_^ sorry not elaborating cause it's like I'M SO TIRED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i don't know, i think i've suddenly changed alot since this year. hais. i don't wanna be the nerdy geeky girl like some mad scientist! i really think i've changed alot. used to be the girl that doesn't bother about anything. now suddenly, everything seems to affect me deeply. and i take it emotionally. what has gotten into me? suddenly i'm so aware of my surroundings. i become so sensitive towards things. this is so unlike me. i feel so broken inside. really. sometimes it's so hard to keep things moving. i just wish i could end my life. i don't know what to do. i feel so exhausted. i need a good cry. but everytime i start to breakdown, people stare at me, and i feel so guilty making them emo too. so i don't know how but i manage to hold them back. and it seems to be a HUGE sac of tear duct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-1709908943643758829?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1709908943643758829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=1709908943643758829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1709908943643758829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/1709908943643758829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/finale-my-fucking-term-test-are-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-2575609617830195195</id><published>2007-06-02T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T09:44:06.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;MY GOD. I studied like for 8 ~ 10 hours!! WTF! That's a BREAK THROUGH! Serious! I never did that before. I think i'm gonna go BONKERS! FUCK SIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;But after tat i went TOP SHOP! ^_^ Lols. I didn't know 10 plus still open can! So we walk walk for awhile. MY GOD there are NEW arrivals already. HAHAS! Juanny wanted to buy the dress, but no size STILL wanna buy.. Cannot tahan her.. LOLS. Then my dress is like.. OH SO NICE CAN! My god i love it! but soo ex... LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when i saw them together, i thought about myself. why don't i have one too? where is he? suddenly i feel so lonely. no one's ever there for me at all. i have to be there for myself. i can't take it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;just read what you wrote. suddenly i feel so guilty and i really think i'm such a bad friend. i've been making you feel so miserable. am i the cause of it? did i make u get so upset? i really don't mean it and don't know that i'm doing this. why can't you tell me what's going on? i really really love u lots. but then you just don't seem to trust me to tell me what's going on. pls, don't do anything foolish. i'd cry and you know that. plus, twice is enough. if i see summore, i make sure i do it too. don't hurt yourself. it just takes you to say how miserable you are, and i'm already going to be in tears. i don't want that to happen. why? why? pls don't. i love u. i hope you know that. i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-2575609617830195195?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2575609617830195195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=2575609617830195195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2575609617830195195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/2575609617830195195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-3584533983145094308</id><published>2007-06-01T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:38:01.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thanks for the gift mum. Love u! So coincidental, i was writing it that i wanted it down today, and i got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And again, i DESERVE it. Lols. Okok, i'm being bitchy here~ TIRED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-3584533983145094308?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3584533983145094308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=3584533983145094308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3584533983145094308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/3584533983145094308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks-for-gift-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-8746590225849950018</id><published>2007-06-01T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T02:49:18.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm so tired right now. How am i like GOING to watch na movie later??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Damn it. Wake up! Lols. I still plan to study after the show when i come home.. HUHS, how to sia.. WTF. I damn tired. Shldn't have slept so damn fucking late last night. idiot! Cause i couldn't sleep last night! :*( I need sleeping pills!! Lols. Kidding! I just need to knock myself out so i can sleep.. HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I really want holidays to come.. I SERIOUSLY need one. Luckily i'm going thailand. I think i DESERVE that trip cause of all the FUCKING things i'm doing and putting so much FUCKING effort. I deserve it. Ehs, damn it. i'm not a person tat really studies and yet, NOW i feel so diff than before.. HAHAS. I feel more NERD and STUDIOUS and GEEKY and NO LIFE!! WHAT THE FUCK! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I need to buy clothes sia.. No more clothes to wear.. Always wear the same things.. SO BORING can! I already done my shopping list, PLUS my oh so nice nice places to go with all my DARLINGS! LOVES LOVES! hahahhaha. Am i such a bitch or am i such a bitch?? HEHE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well, what can i say? I'm always a fucking bitch! :D And i'm LOVIN' IT! lols. Juanny says i'm a babi! Carmen says i'm always a babi! (That's so idiot.) Liwei says u ARE a babi. Thirah will be laughing her ass off cause she knows how babi i am. HAHAS. TOO BAD. HAHHAHAHAS. Don't bother. LA LA LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-8746590225849950018?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8746590225849950018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=8746590225849950018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8746590225849950018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/8746590225849950018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-so-tired-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12064061.post-7354650950588035591</id><published>2007-05-31T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:17:06.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm lucky to have many friends that make my day. THANKS to you guys, my life is bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12064061-7354650950588035591?l=pinkdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7354650950588035591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12064061&amp;postID=7354650950588035591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7354650950588035591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12064061/posts/default/7354650950588035591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-lucky-to-have-many-friends-that-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Savvy Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05376598194782578670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
