<?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-37156165</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:54:57.357-07:00</updated><category term='i&apos;ll wait for you nomatter how many years it takes.'/><title type='text'>HIGHONHOTHEELS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-8165246078745547411</id><published>2007-05-18T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T02:23:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/antheatan"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CLICK &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-8165246078745547411?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8165246078745547411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=8165246078745547411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/8165246078745547411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/8165246078745547411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/05/ill-not-be-blogging-here-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-3807799316843300831</id><published>2007-05-13T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:13.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 423TH DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYYGhlAAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5YfZd6Q4Plc/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063972739604611074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYYGhlAAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5YfZd6Q4Plc/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbZBmhlAEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/T0iYg4MJbWw/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063972919993237522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYimhlABI/AAAAAAAAAU4/R3zKXRoQ3F8/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbXpGhk_8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eO8NTSTPySY/s1600-h/DSC01248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063971932150759362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbXpGhk_8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eO8NTSTPySY/s200/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYQGhk__I/AAAAAAAAAUo/jCKx0F4EUG0/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063972602165657586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYQGhk__I/AAAAAAAAAUo/jCKx0F4EUG0/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYI2hk_-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/V90lK8W_bBo/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063972477611605986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYI2hk_-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/V90lK8W_bBo/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbX7Ghk_9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/F2NK61ep0dg/s1600-h/DSC01256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063972241388404690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbX7Ghk_9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/F2NK61ep0dg/s200/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbXgWhk_7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/OQiMs-o3V2g/s1600-h/DSC01243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063971781826903986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbXgWhk_7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/OQiMs-o3V2g/s200/DSC01243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers' day t all th mothers on this earth :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes :D Exams are finally over. I wanna fly t th moon. Oh wht rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll never forget th times spent together with my baby.*&lt;/em&gt;bigwidesmile.&lt;br /&gt;The humid weather, &lt;strong&gt;global warming&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh, maybe Earth will disappear tomorrow. Whose fault? Humans. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Managed t meet up with Carrie neo and Ahheng on friday :D&lt;br /&gt;Hooooooray, bf and I are getting better. Yes betterrrrrrrrrrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Anthea's in happy mode. This should be th way, isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; f always listening t me and advising me. Your listening ear is wht i need th most whnever im going bersark. And although there may be times whn we quarrelled and have cold wars f days, but you knw tht i still love you as much:D You're always my sweetest little boy. You never failed t cheer me up and brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Bf accompanied his mom t shopping, Good boy! &lt;em&gt;*winks&lt;/em&gt;. and im lazing @home th whole day. Nono, i accompanied mom down t lotone just now. And Im meeting her ltr again :D I love my Mom. My mom rawks ok!&lt;br /&gt;hopped down t lb cause devil wants t pass me something. And unexpectedly, we saw someone we dont wish t see. Wooduhduhduh. Mygawd, th sight of him makes me wanna puke. Like seriously! Lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tags replied:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUISE: Hah, cause weijie didnt went t support so I didnt went also. Heard tht Redlions draw :/ You did went?&lt;br /&gt;sugarrum:D: Hey whts th &lt;new&gt;there? Hehaho, im alright! No worries. Stay happy too my girl.&lt;br /&gt;SYG: Yup thanks loads :D kiss.&lt;br /&gt;MISSYpanda: Hey i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;VALERIE: Hello:D eh have i re-link you?&lt;br /&gt;Honey♥: *cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;LALA: Still having constipation? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;MICHY: No problem (:&lt;br /&gt;hoxiaoyin&lt;3:Ahho! I still cant see your tagboard, nehneh la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ I love you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; each day.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-3807799316843300831?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3807799316843300831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=3807799316843300831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3807799316843300831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3807799316843300831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-423th-days.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkbYYGhlAAI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5YfZd6Q4Plc/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-1153993091040423862</id><published>2007-05-09T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:14.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>♥&lt;em&gt; Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed t be mugging in my last two papers now. Tomorrow's physics and friday's f&amp;amp;n. Ohyes{: i wont give up till th end. Didnt went t study with devil today, 'cause i didnt wake up for school and i slept practically th whole day. Oh oh! I &lt;u&gt;didnt&lt;/u&gt; skipped school, but cause there's no paper today, yes you should knw. And &lt;em&gt;wl&lt;/em&gt;, maths and geog paper is so damn hard, my gawd. Many stuffs happened recently. If you noticed, i dont put anymore smiley faces through sms ): I dont knw why, perhaps im thinking too much. But alot of things have changed, and i rly dont wish all these t happen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkGTY2hk_2I/AAAAAAAAATY/TIDdU1pdTRw/s1600-h/ä½"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062489511303642978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkGTY2hk_2I/AAAAAAAAATY/TIDdU1pdTRw/s200/%E4%BD%A0%E8%AF%B4%E7%88%B1%E7%9A%84%E5%BD%A2%E7%8A%B6%E4%BC%9A%E6%98%AF%E5%9B%AD%E7%9A%84%E7%9B%B8%E6%81%8B%E4%B8%8D%E5%88%86%E7%A6%BB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkGTTmhk_1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/8R86_2SdDJE/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062489421109329746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkGTTmhk_1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/8R86_2SdDJE/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its me without make-up! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AARONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I promise t reply tags in th next post alright (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things are not going on smoothly between us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wht's been happening? ]: 419th days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/37156165-1153993091040423862?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1153993091040423862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=1153993091040423862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1153993091040423862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1153993091040423862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/05/fairytales-dont-always-have-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RkGTY2hk_2I/AAAAAAAAATY/TIDdU1pdTRw/s72-c/%E4%BD%A0%E8%AF%B4%E7%88%B1%E7%9A%84%E5%BD%A2%E7%8A%B6%E4%BC%9A%E6%98%AF%E5%9B%AD%E7%9A%84%E7%9B%B8%E6%81%8B%E4%B8%8D%E5%88%86%E7%A6%BB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-8017818388789956121</id><published>2007-05-03T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:14.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RjmKaWhk_0I/AAAAAAAAATI/lPvZXCo6LCw/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060227841655111490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RjmKaWhk_0I/AAAAAAAAATI/lPvZXCo6LCw/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;413TH DAYS:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dearest brought me t Swensens after both papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he keeps asking me why i looked so stressed up :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh, and not forgetting my yummy mint and apple crumble :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mum told me not t go f tuition today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so tht i could study well f my chem paper tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Social studies is one of th top hundred&lt;strong&gt; nicest&lt;/strong&gt; subjects ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;however, i didnt have enough time f checking. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but still, i managed t scribble th last sentence before time's up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;th whole source-based question is on Sri lanka, pretty hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And whoever th alisa is in devil's blog. Im warning you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont ever mess with her, if not i'll bite.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DASSYALI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a belated Happy birthday nickaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want my beauty sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohyes, i do love doughnuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whispers/ Hello, i do miss you quite terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-8017818388789956121?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/8017818388789956121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=8017818388789956121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/8017818388789956121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/8017818388789956121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/05/413th-daysd-dearest-brought-me-t.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RjmKaWhk_0I/AAAAAAAAATI/lPvZXCo6LCw/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-6843325329033264405</id><published>2007-04-29T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:48:07.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;♥ &lt;em&gt;Now you think about the things you thought you wanted to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when you open up your mouth it don't come out that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been days since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;went back t sch ytd { &lt;em&gt;sat&lt;/em&gt; } f extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;i called baby but she says she needed another an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;so i went back t sleep and woke up @nine,&lt;br /&gt;whn im supposed t wake up @eight.&lt;br /&gt;so hurried and skipped breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i did not listened t Aunt doris's advise again, oops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed my bus and th next bus kept me waiting f so long!&lt;br /&gt;practically, only five turned up f lessons.&lt;br /&gt;and tht includes th Tans family -&lt;br /&gt;Anthea tan and Sherna tan! :D claps/&lt;br /&gt;uh, and so after abit of revisions,&lt;br /&gt;we headed f lunch and waited f brother bear.&lt;br /&gt;i went home t change f my kumon.&lt;br /&gt;after kumon-ing, i meet devil f real studying.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, she needs t rush home f her family matters.&lt;br /&gt;so i went home and my brother fried fries f me:D&lt;br /&gt;hooooray, Anthea loves fries so much.&lt;br /&gt;but t be honest, Mac's fries taste better {:&lt;br /&gt;well, i miss xiaoyin darling too. *pullsalongface/&lt;br /&gt;i just cant seemed t see your cbox &lt;em&gt;lehlehs&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please do rmb t bring my letter on monday alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so tht i can reply you asap!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;mugging hard in my studies now.&lt;br /&gt;i realised studying can be quite fun, hah.&lt;br /&gt;and its hella fun t study with devil.&lt;br /&gt;cause she's always so mad, yes mad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i enjoyed all th gossipings w her.&lt;br /&gt;okay whtever. -roll eyes. toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-6843325329033264405?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6843325329033264405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=6843325329033264405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6843325329033264405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6843325329033264405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-you-think-about-things-you-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-3003030593547980572</id><published>2007-04-23T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T02:52:38.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Zoe♥: Lol, i knw it wasnt haunted:D Jennifer? hah, dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;hoxiaoyin!!: You're th one tht i want too:D lolol.&lt;br /&gt;zhilin: Thanks, stay happy too. last long with peiyu{: heeee.&lt;br /&gt;Singyin: Devil, damn you! stop changing url so many times for godsake!&lt;br /&gt;samantha: Thanks, take care too :]&lt;br /&gt;sherna: Baby:D miss you like hell. stsy&amp;atsy!&lt;br /&gt;LOUISE: Oh rly? hah, will link you up asap{:&lt;br /&gt;'esty: Esther have soooooooo many mosquitoe bites! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;michelle: no prob, will relink you asap.&lt;br /&gt;deedee: Hah, okay promise (:&lt;br /&gt;winnie: yup, thanks f th concern. You are?&lt;br /&gt;joley(:: Hi my sugarbum! crazy about darrentong!&lt;br /&gt;MISSYpanda♥: Loves my lover!&lt;br /&gt;SAYANG MELL: i enjoyed going toilet with you {:&lt;br /&gt;JIAMIN: Hi:D thanks f hopping by here. hehaho.&lt;br /&gt;DOM: Hey you idiot, whn going rebond hair?&lt;br /&gt;Augustine: Thanks, will study hard. Do take care too.&lt;br /&gt;peiz0ng: Haha, brother bear no prob. She's my baby wht :}&lt;br /&gt;-: Hey! thanks f th friendly remark. (:&lt;br /&gt;♥rachel!: Alright, asap okay!&lt;br /&gt;stranger: nopes, i dont have any tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday ( 21st april )&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenta meet aunt with aarone @plaza sing, catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;went satayclub for supper, saw mr.how &amp;amp; friends:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday ( 22nd april )&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr.how's seventeen birthday. yay!&lt;br /&gt;meet him @marina f dinner with his parents;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neoprint teared, letter lost, pulling of hair.&lt;br /&gt;three tight slaps, throwing of chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i could nolonger feel th love of this family.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its all my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-3003030593547980572?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3003030593547980572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=3003030593547980572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3003030593547980572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3003030593547980572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/04/zoe-lol-i-knw-it-wasnt-hauntedd.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-4814825255622620284</id><published>2007-04-20T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:15.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY 4OOTH DAYS :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hurried off t jurongpoint after class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i did not stay back for th math thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but im confident of this chapter, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i didnt rly listened @all, cause my tuition has alr taught it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bought a rocky muffin for my dearest with a small card on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today's th 2oth{: a special day! cheers/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but it didnt turns out t be th happiest day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;afterall, it was nice ;D i swear we had loadsa fun together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im sure we'll be able t overcome all challenges &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and obstacles after being together for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you knw i'll never give up in this relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRYqNkQbI/AAAAAAAAATA/-xPgBcPuuxU/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055450434557460914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRYqNkQbI/AAAAAAAAATA/-xPgBcPuuxU/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiQ16NkQXI/AAAAAAAAASg/HmZ6iDIcil0/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055449837557006706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiQ16NkQXI/AAAAAAAAASg/HmZ6iDIcil0/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiQn6NkQWI/AAAAAAAAASY/Rrmjy9wbTP4/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055449597038838114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiQn6NkQWI/AAAAAAAAASY/Rrmjy9wbTP4/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiQ-qNkQYI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y1lD3CRGhgE/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055449987880862082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiQ-qNkQYI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y1lD3CRGhgE/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant bear t eat this chocolate he bought for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;its been kept in th fridge for so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;since he's back from genting till now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;parents are giving me loads of pressure recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but im still able t take it :} i'll find time t talk t them more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and, i shall not elaborate much on tht,&lt;/span&gt; hohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ohyes{: esther's back from obs camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you knw i did miss her, yes? hah, she's bhb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ive got funny videos of deedee, muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but since she begs me not t blog it, i shall be an angel today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but thn again, its rly so damn cute and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i would like t share it with you guys. laughs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm, see whn we'll have th chance alright, and i'll show it t y'all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRNKNkQZI/AAAAAAAAASw/W3ZEU0ya5JU/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055450236988965266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRNKNkQZI/AAAAAAAAASw/W3ZEU0ya5JU/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRRqNkQaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/59I1LApqDsc/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055450314298376610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRRqNkQaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/59I1LApqDsc/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;botox&lt;/u&gt;lim wanted t cut off my fringe ytd @:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she suddenly hold a scissors infront of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whn i was doing my chinese compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and lemme tell you i was so shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my eyeballs almost fell out upon seeing th pair of green scissors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i still managed t keep my fringe untouched from her hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;her cutting skills is &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh-so-great&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! like, my gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes, you knw tht's a white lie:D hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ninja, be strong okay! you're still fine without her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause you knw it pretty well tht &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your consultant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and gingerbread woman{: will be there for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and c'mon put up a tagboard! i'll be spamming you kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peizong brother bear is online!&lt;br /&gt;lemme go kajiao him :D bye all, heeeeeeeee.&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/37156165-4814825255622620284?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4814825255622620284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=4814825255622620284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4814825255622620284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4814825255622620284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-4ooth-days-d-i-hurried-off-t.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiiRYqNkQbI/AAAAAAAAATA/-xPgBcPuuxU/s72-c/Image027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-6855420498199858758</id><published>2007-04-17T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:16.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>♥ S . I . C . K !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt attend school today, i was too weak t wake up.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling so sick yesterday, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;and you could never imagine wht had happened t me!&lt;br /&gt;it was such a bad day for anthea.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was alr feeling unwell during recess ytd.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i should be th happiest girl during recess.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll jump, skip, laugh, talk loudly and gossip th most.&lt;br /&gt;but ytd, i was so sultry during recess D:&lt;br /&gt;i went back for chinese lesson and request t go t th sickbay.&lt;br /&gt;but guess wht! i told teacher tht i wasnt feeling well&lt;br /&gt;and she said i could faint here {in class}&lt;br /&gt;wht kind of teacher is she? oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;thn i was lying on th table for th rest of th day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took train home and i almost fainted on th streets.&lt;br /&gt;its like im flying. No, floating in th air.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body was so hot, numb, weak and jelly.&lt;br /&gt;th most dreadful thing is tht,&lt;br /&gt;there was a sudden heavy downpour,&lt;br /&gt;and th bus tht leads me home suddenly breaks down.&lt;br /&gt;oh my gawd. i was cursing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;th old ahpek infront of me was pointing middle finger @th driver.&lt;br /&gt;laughs:D so, i waited for th next bus and i was drenched.&lt;br /&gt;yes, from head t toe. wht an unlucky day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i was down with a high fever whn i got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was trembling even under th blankets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but after i took panadols and went for a nap, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th fever went down very fast. my brother looked after me{:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i need people t take care of me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i felt like such a useless bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shakes head. okay lets talk about last sat:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRPKzAqAII/AAAAAAAAASQ/_tTKOxjohNI/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054251728726786178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRPKzAqAII/AAAAAAAAASQ/_tTKOxjohNI/s200/Image082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went for sat's w-league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went t support th red lions:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hooooooray! redlions scored 2-o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr.how just woke up whn th match has finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he was cursing and blaming himself aftertht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, he's such a pig right! oink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftertht, we headed t chr carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we bought alot of foods from th 2obucks tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chocolate-coated marshmallows, strawberries and bananas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some light snacks, two raspberry and walnut ice-cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally yummy! and it was so woah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had chocolates all over our mouth :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except for a, a, a milk tea D: gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th worst tea ive ever drank. it was so _____ !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disgusting honeydew milk tea with pearls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sticking on th side of th cup instead @th bottom, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and adding some &lt;em&gt;oh-i-dont-knw-whts-tht&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some kind of liquid or fluid into it tht makes you go yucks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and without a cover ontop, phew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tht's how you call it a milk tea.{?} oh yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we threw it away after a first sip. it sucks!&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry carrie, i didnt mean t criticize your school mates' effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am so sorry, but th day was rly fun:D hehaho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks for giving me th chance t hop by your school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;work hard for th coming exam and we shall hit town during th hols ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uhokay, th hols are in june. * gives a sian-diao face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiROtjAqADI/AAAAAAAAARo/NCPV106W-TQ/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054251226215612466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiROtjAqADI/AAAAAAAAARo/NCPV106W-TQ/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiROyjAqAEI/AAAAAAAAARw/7yWOkMTonhU/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054251312114958402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiROyjAqAEI/AAAAAAAAARw/7yWOkMTonhU/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i wanted this lion so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so we played th spongebob game and mr.how got it for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yayyyy, and it has very nice hairstyle okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i would style it nicely everynight before i go t bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i would pat it t sleep first before i enter into my dreamland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;isnt anthea wonderful? wow:D kekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRO9DAqAGI/AAAAAAAAASA/1QU4UvjgfME/s1600-h/Image081.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054251492503584866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRO9DAqAGI/AAAAAAAAASA/1QU4UvjgfME/s200/Image081.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRPCzAqAHI/AAAAAAAAASI/iy0y9Frie8E/s1600-h/Image029.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054251591287832690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRPCzAqAHI/AAAAAAAAASI/iy0y9Frie8E/s200/Image029.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thts my baby sherna. th &lt;em&gt;Tans' family rawks&lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think im getting fatter as each day pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or is it tht im too over-conscious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or is it tht my imagination is too creative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i keep reminding myself not t spend money on useless thangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i needa save money soon! real soon }:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my phone bill, birthday gifts, shoppings and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and! ive got t do something t my hair. no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it totally sucks! raise up your hand if you agree with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D nehneh, i cant see ]: pouts.&lt;/span&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/37156165-6855420498199858758?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6855420498199858758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=6855420498199858758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6855420498199858758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6855420498199858758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/04/s.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RiRPKzAqAII/AAAAAAAAASQ/_tTKOxjohNI/s72-c/Image082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-5903689898625560025</id><published>2007-04-12T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:19.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so lazy t blog nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;but i had alot of pics t share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt see all my posts, and i dont knw why!&lt;br /&gt;man, i dont like this. gawr &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i sleep alot these few days, such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;ohyes! and mid-year exam is about a few more weeks away!&lt;br /&gt;i rly need t catch up in all subjects!&lt;br /&gt;and i need t meet up with ms.song for extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;strong&gt;A . S . A . P&lt;/strong&gt; ! i hate math, boo ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nfzAp_zI/AAAAAAAAAPo/IEMMLserjDg/s1600-h/Image080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052519259178663730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nfzAp_zI/AAAAAAAAAPo/IEMMLserjDg/s200/Image080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nKjAp_xI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hEmCU_abdxg/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052518894106443538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nKjAp_xI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hEmCU_abdxg/s200/Image079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;panda and sherna during detention.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;detentions are oh-so-can-die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nWTAp_yI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vt7Lmd7NQXM/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052519095969906466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nWTAp_yI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vt7Lmd7NQXM/s200/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nwjAp_0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/6XC5dFeXKWA/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052519546941472578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nwjAp_0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/6XC5dFeXKWA/s200/Image082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4oKTAp_1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/7EdQrcUukPA/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052519989323104082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4oKTAp_1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/7EdQrcUukPA/s200/Image081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this kid is awesome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4qiDAqABI/AAAAAAAAARY/qCYDN9vp2_g/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052522596368252946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4qiDAqABI/AAAAAAAAARY/qCYDN9vp2_g/s200/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pSTAp_6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Hg9CBeWaOGQ/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052521226273685410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pSTAp_6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Hg9CBeWaOGQ/s200/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zhilin drew a devil balloon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and th haunted cubicle in girls' toilet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4objAp_3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/v9yTZZu2xGg/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052520285675847538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4objAp_3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/v9yTZZu2xGg/s200/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4qOjAqAAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pUp_dz1zkKI/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052522261360803842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4qOjAqAAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pUp_dz1zkKI/s200/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my girlfriend, angkukuay:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4o7zAp_5I/AAAAAAAAAQY/PyWc5_PH8S4/s1600-h/Image091.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052520839726628754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4o7zAp_5I/AAAAAAAAAQY/PyWc5_PH8S4/s200/Image091.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4ovDAp_4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hF5HR3OwIbA/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052520620683296642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4ovDAp_4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hF5HR3OwIbA/s200/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby's so hardworking man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pojAp_9I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-kdNIkaIKlA/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052521608525774802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pojAp_9I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-kdNIkaIKlA/s200/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4oTjAp_2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/LNddlowx300/s1600-h/Image085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052520148236894050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4oTjAp_2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/LNddlowx300/s200/Image085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;audrey honey is maha lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pfTAp_8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/YxdJ0IpGbWo/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052521449611984834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pfTAp_8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/YxdJ0IpGbWo/s200/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pujAp_-I/AAAAAAAAARA/vCJh83Tousw/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052521711604989922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4pujAp_-I/AAAAAAAAARA/vCJh83Tousw/s200/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;playing with honey's hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i miss ninja:D jzyk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bomb you, bomb you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4qEDAp__I/AAAAAAAAARI/9NG-mE4TPVM/s1600-h/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052522080972177394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4qEDAp__I/AAAAAAAAARI/9NG-mE4TPVM/s200/Image084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a random post, bye all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rh4nfzAp_zI/AAAAAAAAAPo/IEMMLserjDg/s72-c/Image080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-1576766102508936610</id><published>2007-04-08T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:21.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll wait for you nomatter how many years it takes.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;我一直都在-林稷安/程于伦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;遥望着你背影有孤单太苍白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我多么想陪着你走过人山人海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;当天空变灰白你的忧伤澎湃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我多么想走进你紧锁的心海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我一直都在你身后等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;等你有一天回过头看我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我的笑送给你希望你快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;你的难过都给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;关于你的一切我都好好收藏着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我一直都在你身后等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;等你有一天能感觉到我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;就算我在你世界渺小像一颗尘埃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我也会给你我所有的光和热&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我鼓起勇气呐喊你要听得见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;我不许你再孤单要你拥抱我给的温暖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhiqa6GlXEI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1r0_3fFPdTQ/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050974361346202690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhiqa6GlXEI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1r0_3fFPdTQ/s200/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhiqF6GlXDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ygg5I2qY6PY/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050974000568949810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhiqF6GlXDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ygg5I2qY6PY/s200/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you devil for always being there for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;nomatter im feeling down or happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i rly appreciate everythings tht you've done for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive never regret having this 8years of friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;/whnever you're feeling happy, i feel happy for you too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;rmb our &lt;strong&gt;yueding&lt;/strong&gt;? we'll still keep in close contact years down th road.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'll share th joy with me as mr.how is out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i rly wish t see your cheerful smile everyday, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and your crazy laughters rly made me mad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay happy okay! ;D love you much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldnt step out of th house today ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i bet whn you see me, hur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you'll run away faster than anyone do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had &lt;em&gt;swollen eyes&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;heavy eyebags&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i lied on th bed till 4pm, tissues everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rly feeling so upset, i just couldnt control my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cried like hell please}: for a continuous two hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th headache is rly killing me, urgh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss mr.how! i rly do. sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and oh! a good news :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ive decided t put back my tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;baby wants me t do so, hiakhiaks[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why should i be afraid of th spammer, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she/he has just got nothing better t do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just deleting their tags off will do, there's no need t reply them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'll put it back asap alright! heeeehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhiu9qGlXGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CmW4REmTC2s/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050979356393167970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhiu9qGlXGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CmW4REmTC2s/s200/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhipg6GlXBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Mws6OFGBGvE/s1600-h/Image008..gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050973364913789970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhipg6GlXBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Mws6OFGBGvE/s200/Image008..gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper @&lt;em&gt;newton.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhipyqGlXCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0SWfcGQqeDM/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050973669856468002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhipyqGlXCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0SWfcGQqeDM/s200/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhivIKGlXHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/G9XJmeXMGrE/s1600-h/Image001..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050979536781794418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhivIKGlXHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/G9XJmeXMGrE/s200/Image001..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a sweet conversation with audrey honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her drawings are rly cute :D i♥her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thts all f today's post. im going off t blog f another account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys shall have t guess whose blog im going t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehaho:D toodles!&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/37156165-1576766102508936610?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1576766102508936610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=1576766102508936610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1576766102508936610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1576766102508936610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you-devil-for-always-being-there.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rhiqa6GlXEI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1r0_3fFPdTQ/s72-c/Image072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-4359990461932254774</id><published>2007-04-04T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:21.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;u&gt;All messed up - Breaking Point&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hope I never wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I dream about you all the time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I dont wanna face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Another night without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some day, some way, some how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We will be together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You know Ive always wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just to feel the touch of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You know Ive always hated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Knowing how far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im not in th best mood these few days.&lt;br /&gt;close friends around me should know th reason why.&lt;br /&gt;yes, it has greatly affected me D:&lt;br /&gt;but sorry, i dont see th need t post it here.&lt;br /&gt;have been updating devil and baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;about my probs and everythings.&lt;br /&gt;they're always so willing t lend me a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;their encouragment is wht i needed th most now.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much, without you guys,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wont be able t stay so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not had my beauty sleep for days.&lt;br /&gt;i realised there's always a stupid panda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;standing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inside my mirror whnever i looked into it @.@&lt;br /&gt;been trying t cope with my studies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and catching up in class too.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can do better cause i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ive not put in my very best yet.&lt;br /&gt;guys in class are always so happy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;playing &amp; joking among eachother.&lt;br /&gt;and i noticed myself smiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as i watched them playing. lol:D&lt;br /&gt;i rly envy them, coming t school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everyday with such happy mood.&lt;br /&gt;i know i can be happy, i know i can :D&lt;br /&gt;its just th matter of whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i choose t feel happy or sad. yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll not be putting up a tagboard for th time being.&lt;br /&gt;as obviously spammers are here t create trouble for me.&lt;br /&gt;i simply cant understand why,&lt;br /&gt;why cant they just tell me straight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my face tht they hate me,&lt;br /&gt;instead of hiding behind tht damn computer&lt;br /&gt;leaving bad comments on me?&lt;br /&gt;better stay out from me if not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dont blame me for being nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him alot. i rly wish t see him right now.&lt;br /&gt;but no use pondering over such things,&lt;br /&gt;just hope tht things would turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is th day.. rly pray for him ]:&lt;br /&gt;am having a terrible headache now, after much cryings.&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes are damn swollen ): Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like t thank these peeps once again.&lt;br /&gt;especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;baby, devil, esther, leslie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peizong &amp;amp; chunkiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and thank you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dassyali&lt;/span&gt; for your tissues, haha.&lt;br /&gt;we have sports day tomorrow :D lesser time spent in sch!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i should be feeling happy please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anthea, be positive. brace up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhNn3KGlXAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0MOhNC6U1y4/s1600-h/antheathree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049493804514892802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhNn3KGlXAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0MOhNC6U1y4/s200/antheathree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-4359990461932254774?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4359990461932254774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=4359990461932254774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4359990461932254774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4359990461932254774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-messed-up-breaking-point-i-hope-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RhNn3KGlXAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0MOhNC6U1y4/s72-c/antheathree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-6357569151676333465</id><published>2007-03-31T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:23.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAOMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg3YbnjbREI/AAAAAAAAALo/9m-SXTni5sc/s1600-h/SANY0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047928726337832002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg3YbnjbREI/AAAAAAAAALo/9m-SXTni5sc/s200/SANY0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg3YTnjbRDI/AAAAAAAAALg/9kqGaUh16jA/s1600-h/SANY0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047928588898878514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg3YTnjbRDI/AAAAAAAAALg/9kqGaUh16jA/s200/SANY0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby &lt;u&gt;so badly&lt;/u&gt; ]:&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;'s gonna change my ♡ for her.&lt;br /&gt;yes, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;'s gonna drift us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dear passerby, i dont give a damn t wht you had said.&lt;br /&gt;cause you're wrong, i dont intend t get him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th weather's f.hot, and there's people @my house now,&lt;br /&gt;repairing my sickening air-cons @:&lt;br /&gt;and im meeting devil later. claps!&lt;br /&gt;oh byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&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;em&gt;{edited}&lt;/em&gt; im back from my studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5CDXjbRJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/enNsl8JG5m0/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048044857958548626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5CDXjbRJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/enNsl8JG5m0/s200/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DGXjbROI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ct6bWf2wEas/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048046009009784034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DGXjbROI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ct6bWf2wEas/s200/Image064.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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5BrXjbRFI/AAAAAAAAALw/X2Sw_iiJCp4/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048044445641688146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5BrXjbRFI/AAAAAAAAALw/X2Sw_iiJCp4/s200/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DaHjbRQI/AAAAAAAAANI/zCGexHXEfIw/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048046348312200450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DaHjbRQI/AAAAAAAAANI/zCGexHXEfIw/s200/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DR3jbRPI/AAAAAAAAANA/Tb00iw2GdwM/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048046206578279666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DR3jbRPI/AAAAAAAAANA/Tb00iw2GdwM/s200/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5Bw3jbRGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PFWDRuUvqtk/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048044540130968674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5Bw3jbRGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PFWDRuUvqtk/s200/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5B93jbRII/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cpk4UUAbc68/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048044763469268098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5B93jbRII/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cpk4UUAbc68/s200/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DfnjbRRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/udvky01Npug/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048046442801480978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5DfnjbRRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/udvky01Npug/s200/Image067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5B2HjbRHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/meH002MDkmg/s1600-h/Image054-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048044630325281906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5B2HjbRHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/meH002MDkmg/s200/Image054-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5CYXjbRLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1kO94jkq42o/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048045218735801522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5CYXjbRLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1kO94jkq42o/s200/Image060.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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5CKHjbRKI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8DQgpva8tMg/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048044973922665634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5CeHjbRMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/BSZQu00Gatg/s200/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5LYnjbRVI/AAAAAAAAANw/gF9IQok0nts/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048055118635418962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5LYnjbRVI/AAAAAAAAANw/gF9IQok0nts/s200/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5LTXjbRUI/AAAAAAAAANo/S8p3pmuh1n4/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048055028441105730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg5LTXjbRUI/AAAAAAAAANo/S8p3pmuh1n4/s200/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;act-cute us. but who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met kelroy and deep @mac too ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sickening deep called me &lt;u&gt;auntie&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had enough okay! bastards in class called me auntie too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somebody was celebrating their birthday @mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we joined in th fun too. &lt;u&gt;nice meeting farouq&lt;/u&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went nuts and had a balloon-fight. *bigfatsmile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;devil looks so stupid and dumb! haha:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn we started t prank call alvin cause we're bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby called me and told me sth serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it totally spoilt my studying-mood ]: sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother snatched my dinner away, letsoutbigsigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im dying soon.. thts all folks! &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/37156165-6357569151676333465?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6357569151676333465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=6357569151676333465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6357569151676333465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6357569151676333465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-maomao.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rg3YbnjbREI/AAAAAAAAALo/9m-SXTni5sc/s72-c/SANY0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-6797144980442006513</id><published>2007-03-30T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:25.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally met up with my carrie♥&lt;br /&gt;and my ahheng was so effing cute.&lt;br /&gt;heeeehe[: i love them alottttt okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047288913649681346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguShnjbQ8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/yCh7jxzLU0A/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguScnjbQ7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/53Yj64mK9PA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047288827750335410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguScnjbQ7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/53Yj64mK9PA/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguSXnjbQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rJA5m4UWavE/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047288741850989474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguSXnjbQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rJA5m4UWavE/s200/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguSUHjbQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/QJnbecmFTIk/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047288681721447314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguSUHjbQ5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/QJnbecmFTIk/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nickygoh did this t me, hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we playd some rubbish game, and tht was about one week ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thankfully, th ugly scar has gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had math ytd. as usual Vp.johnny came in our class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant understand why they &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; pick on 3c and 3d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today eileen wrote a complain letter t betty :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bigfatsmile* &amp; everyone signd below. wheewhoo. complain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms.song taught some stupid math qns but we faild t understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we thn approachd johnny and within afew minutes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we totally understand th qns. power right! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd was my Grandpa's 8oth birthday ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a celebration and everyone was happyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgzK93jbRBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yGq3OyCu7TM/s1600-h/SANY0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047632446608851986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgzK93jbRBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yGq3OyCu7TM/s200/SANY0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgzKrHjbRAI/AAAAAAAAALI/2CghXdWfERc/s1600-h/SANY0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047632124486304770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgzKrHjbRAI/AAAAAAAAALI/2CghXdWfERc/s200/SANY0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had no idea whyyyyyyyy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think tht my eyes are a little weird these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one was bigger and th other was smaller 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i looked weird \: oh whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school was fun today, only &lt;strong&gt;Fridays&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i simply ♥ fridays, because we're dismissed early!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jordan kept making me laugh non-stop in f&amp;n class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he did some stupid and crazy stunts, and killed a bee :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone was so crazy, talking, doing own stuff and not listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they even brought in can drinks, its just like having party inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms.tan couldnt do anything but just t get laura there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then th boys ran and chase after her, it was damn funny man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid edwin did loads of weird things during chinese lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rly laughed my ass off, and almost rolled on th floor laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was laughing and laughing, i kept repeating this -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg, i cant breathe, i cant breathe&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sherna, who was sitting beside me, was so pissed off by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i was rly noisy and she cant stand me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im mad. yes im mad(: totally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thats th only way t stop me from being sad and emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chiam kept staring @me during lesson, but i just couldnt control myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rly had a terrible stomachache, after much laughings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, omg. im crazy ): pleaseeeee dont bring me t the MPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laura made us run so many rounds in th quadrangle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pumpings and all tht, because our class was always messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they said starting from monday onwards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th last 15 people seated behind will have t run in th morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like wtf! she's totally unreasonable right D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i guess i'd have t sit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;veryyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt; front now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want t run ): i dont want t run ): *sobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bobian, i'll just reach school early from monday onwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i rly run alottttttt. besides laura's punishment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bimbolim made us run three rounds outside th school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ran th last with joley, and its always us [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn i was sitting on th road, breathing real hard when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid dassyali came up t me and told me something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, he's ______. (: whateverrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we stayed back in class after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drawing on shiwei's face &amp; everythings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was laughing @nicky's joke when i banged my head on th table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was stupid right! and i had a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baluku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on my head already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*growns, yes its painful. painfulllllllllll ): sighs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nicky still add more pain t my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baluku&lt;/span&gt;, he pressed real hard on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after th knock, i asked myself who is anthea tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsktsktsktsktsk, okay im lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esther &amp;amp; yousen was so sweet i can say [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ehhhhhh pur-leaseee, im not jealous ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, this is a &lt;strong&gt;long&lt;/strong&gt; post, isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive not met devil for two days. ]: where is she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can seriously die if i didnt see her for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one's @home now, im so bored!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sings L&lt;strong&gt;onely &lt;/strong&gt;and shows a pathetic face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need t go for my lunch now. im having gastric AGAIN ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye all. flying kisses* :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ So far away i wish you were here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;before it's too late this could all disappear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the doors close, this comes to an end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but with you by my side i will fight and defend.&lt;/em&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/37156165-6797144980442006513?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6797144980442006513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=6797144980442006513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6797144980442006513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6797144980442006513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-met-up-with-my-carrie-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RguShnjbQ8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/yCh7jxzLU0A/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-1895683737932404508</id><published>2007-03-21T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:25.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had flour-war after class :D&lt;br /&gt;i attacked jianxu, boonsiong and nicky.&lt;br /&gt;then nicky took revenge on me, i swear im so mad.&lt;br /&gt;hell, i had t run t th boys' toilet t wash them away.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt went t th girls' toilet because it was one floor up,&lt;br /&gt;and im lazyyyyyyyyyyy }: im not pervert ok!&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt anyone inside th toilet @tht time[:&lt;br /&gt;and it also wasnt my first time in th boys' toilet :X&lt;br /&gt;such a happy and fun day. *bigfatsmile.&lt;br /&gt;♥ i love my class, my friends(:&lt;br /&gt;i love it when lessons are over, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lessons are boring, but i managed t stay focus.&lt;br /&gt;sad t say, only during physics lessons, lol ;D&lt;br /&gt;i love physics! physics is sooooo fun,&lt;br /&gt;andand its th only subject tht can keeps me awake in class.&lt;br /&gt;because mdm.teo would give us candy,&lt;br /&gt;only whn we know th answers t her questions :D&lt;br /&gt;thts why im so interested in her class! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgEN3WNsibI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/R4AosHlQGdw/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044328302138657202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgEN3WNsibI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/R4AosHlQGdw/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgENsGNsiaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q_a-Z4bTIl4/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044328108865128866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgENsGNsiaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/q_a-Z4bTIl4/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currenly listening t &lt;strong&gt;Superman&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss superman alot, alotalotalot[:&lt;br /&gt;guess who's my superman? heeeehe, he's &lt;u&gt;hwj&lt;/u&gt; lor!&lt;br /&gt;and i shall not talk about last night, *forceafakesmile.&lt;br /&gt;i should have a brainwash soon, yes soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i went home with esther today.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, she did not have netball today.&lt;br /&gt;but it was no surprise tht im th one waiting for her &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;no, im wrong. she's waiting for ys(: so, im waiting for ys too -.=!&lt;br /&gt;she's so mad over him i can say, haha.&lt;br /&gt;phew, my aunt just hung th phone.&lt;br /&gt;we've talked for about 5oohours already, aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;and i can seriously go mad, being th phone operator everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acer shifu just sent me 1ooosongs, isnt he great?&lt;br /&gt;but he's off sleeping now, like a pig! stupid shifu!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wont blog so soon.&lt;br /&gt;do miss me okay, so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YANZHENG HAS CHANGED.&lt;/span&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/37156165-1895683737932404508?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1895683737932404508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=1895683737932404508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1895683737932404508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1895683737932404508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-had-flour-war-after-class-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RgEN3WNsibI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/R4AosHlQGdw/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-2193136227035260355</id><published>2007-03-20T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:27.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ TODAY IS TH 2OTH&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;th sky cried today, he cried because we're not together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but im sure tonight there will be alot of stars [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043944211803310354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wiWNsiRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rF8KlWVo84M/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha, im stupid. it should be sanyue, ershihao.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043944490976184610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wymNsiSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/i16y3tG67-c/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHOULD I BE HAPPY OR SAD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES, I SHOULD BE HAPPY:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy used-to-be anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and supposed-to-be 2nd anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943979875076354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wU2NsiQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lY7IRoRLlpc/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043942923313121410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-vXWNsiII/AAAAAAAAAHk/iVM6IFLUPvs/s200/diary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943060752074898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-vfWNsiJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WcEwCPxaovM/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043945934085196082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-yGmNsiTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HR69ESuS3MM/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943859615992050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wN2NsiPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/n8Zzbw3SiHg/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our artpiece(:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i did nothing in school, got a scolding from ms.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she's power ok, nag and nag non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th whole bunch of us were not paying attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i guess vergis can quit her job, let ms.S take over th conselling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but im rly trying &lt;u&gt;very hard&lt;/u&gt; t listen in class alr, im sorry t myself. sigh! )))))))))))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meet devil right after class, could see esther was rly happy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*details missing* esther, you should thank zhilin f tht alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went playground cause we're bored, bored kids }:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met alvin, faizah and monster, th trustleaf friends @lot one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;talkd with them f awhile and wanted t help faizah sell some pens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but we talkd and playd till we didnt sell out any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;monster was stupid ok! stupid creature. dumb ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hate his frindge! because im jealous @:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its like, his frindge is longer than mine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i dont wanna see him anymore, i swear. yes(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing tht drives me crazy was whn alvin kept calling awful names,&lt;/div&gt;and devil kept turning back t answer.&lt;br /&gt;lol, both of them were rly funny luh! haha;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, th security guard of th playground chased us off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because he said we're too heavy f th see-saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and they're meant f th kids, not us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hey! we're still kids ok[: we're fun kids, &lt;strong&gt;happy kids&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heeeehe ;D smiles till my eyes looked like jay's*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;some random pictures ive taken.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i promised goodfriend i will blog happy stuff :D hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And today i made leslie mad. im sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943533198477506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-v62NsiMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/yszqnsG1aQo/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;stupid devil, i caught you first ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943417234360498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-v0GNsiLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SvQIiPSAS1A/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943735061940450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wGmNsiOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/B01q_t55uNE/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043943623392790738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wAGNsiNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_fsdtOX5Zls/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043942790169135218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-vPmNsiHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fYj2Xs6SS4s/s200/deedee..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043942631255345250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-vGWNsiGI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sLJV04NQS0o/s200/dee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♡ me and deedee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought tht as time pass by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would slowly forget th past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and carry on with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought tht time was th best medicine t heal everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so silly, really silly. I was a real dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kept dreaming of you, dreaming of our story, our fairytale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought everythings could carry on again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its rly hard t let go of something tht you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hold so close, so close t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried t get you off my mind, try t move on like i never knew you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i just couldnt do so nomatter how hard i try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know how long will it takes for me t get over you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but im sure one day i will, and i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and someday you'll find your happiness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with or without me in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe tht someday we'll definitely meet on th road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you'll get th letter, th two letters ive written for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and kept t myself for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today rly mark a special day t me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can never forget today, this day, 2oth march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an important day, a day i would never ever forget in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from th bottom of my heart, i wish you happpiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-2193136227035260355?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2193136227035260355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=2193136227035260355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/2193136227035260355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/2193136227035260355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-is-th-2oth-th-sky-cried-today-he.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf-wiWNsiRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rF8KlWVo84M/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-1385666828861677408</id><published>2007-03-19T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:28.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5uiOr1B1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XmGDSD5li28/s1600-h/books..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043590167038068562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5uiOr1B1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XmGDSD5li28/s200/books..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5ua-r1B0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/VH2eKK-KMBs/s1600-h/book..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043590042484016962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5ua-r1B0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/VH2eKK-KMBs/s200/book..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♡&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEVIL!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did make her happy today ok(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh wrong, i mean i did make her happy everyday, yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, we spent our afternoon running and banging everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we laughed @people, we screamed and shouted, yes we're bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we're happyyyyyy :D wheeeewhooooo. i love being crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i ♡ devil ;D she's just like me, yes me! me! we're mad women[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhhhhhhh, im so gonna miss Carrie neo. i miss having her around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because! she does all kinds of funny actions, like uh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rolling and banging everywhere, skipping and hopping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laughing without sound, sings out of tune, take pics inside th cinema,&lt;br /&gt;like god! its so damn dark inside! and she would always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be th first t snatch my food away. yes i bite her [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, and she's rly soooooo cute, i can say. seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i simply just love her accompany. awww, and yes, she's awesome,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's special, she's my favourite, she's my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's God's gift for me (: Heeehe, how sweet was tht uh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, dont you think she's lovable? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class was fun today. i managed t stay really focus in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i did answered mdm.teo's question, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this time round there's no candy ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rahhhhhhhhh, i want candy! take me t th candy shop~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after class, i was being forced t play th nonsense game 007 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with those nonsense guys again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they beat my hand real pain ok! bloody hell, all thanks t nicky goh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its still so red now. groansx1000/ but i did took back my revenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw goodfriend afterschool @th gate. he still has tht sweet smile ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile moreeeeeeeeeeeeee okay? :D okay, im mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont take me t th candy shop, take me t th madhospital thn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i still couldnt make choonseng laugh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh, im really gonna try hard ok! if not he'll feed me with his shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i ♡reading kiddystorybooks&lt;/strong&gt;(: they're cool, dont they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043585485523715810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5qRur1BuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dvucFY1RxKM/s200/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043587027416975154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5rrer1BzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/McMs-ai26jU/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043586022394627842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5qw-r1BwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nOkmN2r6WrE/s200/books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;done of blogging, im going t revise my SS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh before i publish this post, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday t you, happy birthday t you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday t devillllllllllllll, happy birthday t you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;devil, well, i know, you know, everyone knows tht my singing sucks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i didnt sing it right on your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should thank me for tht uh{: winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy fifteeeeeeen birthday devil! love&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; kisses!&lt;/div&gt;do leave me a tag people, ciao!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-1385666828861677408?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1385666828861677408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=1385666828861677408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1385666828861677408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1385666828861677408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-devil-i-did-make-her.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rf5uiOr1B1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XmGDSD5li28/s72-c/books..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-2234942884080648514</id><published>2007-03-17T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:29.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ I'll fake just one more smile for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042764115978028642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rft_Pur1BmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vmOYrNlUzKE/s200/Devil6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042764807467763346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rft_3-r1BpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bt8GeVNJs0Q/s200/Devil5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042764536884823666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rft_oOr1BnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BZorgjjpXLA/s200/Devil4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042766551224485570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfuBder1BsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9mKx3HDy3fI/s200/Devil0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042769982903355090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfuElOr1BtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LgQdWvHMxR8/s200/Devil3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My mind is so empty, i cant think of anything t blog. Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-2234942884080648514?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/2234942884080648514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=2234942884080648514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/2234942884080648514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/2234942884080648514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/ill-fake-just-one-more-smile-for-you-my.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rft_Pur1BmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vmOYrNlUzKE/s72-c/Devil6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-4635411595642731922</id><published>2007-03-14T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T03:21:54.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh gawdddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;mummy brought me for facial just now,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know where t hide my face afterthat.&lt;br /&gt;simply cause my whole face is so damn red, yes till now.&lt;br /&gt;squeezed out my &lt;em&gt;oh-so-manys-blackheads&lt;/em&gt; and pimples.&lt;br /&gt;oh mummy, i swear its so painful! i almost cried out loud ]:&lt;br /&gt;and decided not t meet devil last minute, ughhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did something horrible last night.&lt;br /&gt;i sms-ed goodfriend : Happy 6th month breakup.&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;em&gt;okay i know im weird&lt;/em&gt; } and know what!&lt;br /&gt;unexpectedly, he replied me something.&lt;br /&gt;No, i know im way too weird, weird, weirddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im soooooooooo sorry my dear&lt;/strong&gt; }:&lt;br /&gt;And 43minutes later, he sms-ed me t say he's alright.&lt;br /&gt;and ends off with a goodnight. wth, im stupid right.&lt;br /&gt;real dumb, stupid ass, dummy anthea!&lt;br /&gt;shrugs, shall not further elaborate on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload pics taken with devil soon.&lt;br /&gt;when will my face recover? groans x1920472462830.&lt;br /&gt;YES! ITS KILLING ME, KILLING ME, SLOWLY..SLOWLY.&lt;br /&gt;wahlao, i know im weird okay! i also had no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;whatever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ edited }&lt;/em&gt; im gonna beat nicky goh th next term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wont lose t him,&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;yes i wont&lt;/u&gt;, in all subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall make him treat me t a big meal, instead of th other way round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just wait and see, &lt;u&gt;chidai&lt;/u&gt;en. /wicked laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will work super duperly hard okay ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hongsters suck. i hate them all t th core.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn you, stop calling me in th middle of th night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shooooooooo, stay away from anthea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-4635411595642731922?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4635411595642731922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=4635411595642731922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4635411595642731922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4635411595642731922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-gawdddddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-9004074060011093660</id><published>2007-03-13T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:29.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfZXjer1BlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dMLUXLn-uyE/s1600-h/antheathree.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna grow! i wanna grow grow grow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sings out loud ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3:19pm and im currently eating my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;ive changed blogskin already,&lt;br /&gt;so sick of that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellowwww&lt;/span&gt; skin, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid dumbdumb aceeeer,&lt;br /&gt;keep argueing with me, go hell lah.&lt;br /&gt;you dummy asshole, spastic freak @:&lt;br /&gt;stupid boy! *curse.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, my pink doggy fell off th bed.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling heart-broken lah.&lt;br /&gt;but good friend was happy -____-&lt;br /&gt;but @ least he's happy :D&lt;br /&gt;im jealous okay! jealous because goodfriend has had his hair dyed.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant! but its okay, its okay, anthea.&lt;br /&gt;im still schooling(: good girl.&lt;br /&gt;the weather's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;killing everyone, yes.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i guess carrie's back from her camp?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why her school was always packed with loads of cip programmes,camps and overseas trip.&lt;br /&gt;im jealous again }: groans.&lt;br /&gt;yadadada, oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;today's th 13th already eh?&lt;br /&gt;im still dreaming, my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;goodfriend and i was saying that tmr was our sixth month.&lt;br /&gt;th sixth month we broke up ):&lt;br /&gt;time really passes so fast lah, aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;*lets out a big sigh,&lt;br /&gt;im meeting devil soon, goodbye all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-9004074060011093660?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/9004074060011093660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=9004074060011093660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/9004074060011093660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/9004074060011093660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-grow-i-wanna-grow-grow-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-4338621446377644141</id><published>2007-03-10T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:29.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The same old feeling kept coming back, i'm sorry i couldn't forget every single thing that happened. I keep going back to every laugh which i don't want to go back anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040358861277824514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfLzrer1BgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CeU-DPAqdUU/s200/SANY0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;stupid maomao says i act cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM HAPPY HAPPY ANTHEA! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its two in th morning and i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;spent my happy saturday @ plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down t beach rd t meet augu in th evening,&lt;br /&gt;he had his pool tournament. [:&lt;br /&gt;i had my dinner @ cartel and burgerking.&lt;br /&gt;fattening! ugh, i really feel like killing myself alr.&lt;br /&gt;*bangs wall. tsktsktsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started msging each other alr :D&lt;br /&gt;good good friends. * gives big wide smile.&lt;br /&gt;thats why im feeling so happy these few days(:&lt;br /&gt;andand! yayyayyay{: &lt;strong&gt;holidays&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;oneeeee week of holiday, whoohoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this stupid caterpillar, kept dozing off while talking t me in msn.&lt;br /&gt;ehk wrong, it should be writing in msn. im lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;currently chatting with weijing, monkey, joey, chunkiat, benno and freak.&lt;br /&gt;so many peepooos right? and goodfriend has gone t watch his match.&lt;br /&gt;Man utd{: heeeehe, oh well lets talk about my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have gotten back my term report.&lt;br /&gt;i flunked my humanities, combined sci and maths.&lt;br /&gt;4 more marks t A1 for my f&amp;n and 3 more marks t A2 for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i know i should have tried harder D:&lt;br /&gt;its okay, i promise t stay focus in class when term2 starts[:&lt;br /&gt;come on, gimme some encouragement please.&lt;br /&gt;clapsclapsclaps! ;D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i seriously do miss carrie neo lah!&lt;br /&gt;where'd th hell she go? oh, did i mentioned something about devil?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, lemme tell you guys a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;devil is afraid of cockroach!&lt;/em&gt; :D and im proud t say im not afraid of it.&lt;br /&gt;but i do have a phobia of lizards :X&lt;br /&gt;i miss having so much funs and laughters with these two mad women.&lt;br /&gt;i miss fighting with devil and slapping carrie neo.&lt;br /&gt;awwwww @: damn you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall turn it soon, i had alr missed my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;yawns :O Goodnight babes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-4338621446377644141?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/4338621446377644141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=4338621446377644141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4338621446377644141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/4338621446377644141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/same-old-feeling-kept-coming-back-im.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfLzrer1BgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CeU-DPAqdUU/s72-c/SANY0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-1696024146629781893</id><published>2007-03-08T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:30.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;had detention for a goddam six days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i did studied there okay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ugh, hate my cramps. sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lemme just blog some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love elmo and daisy [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two lovely puppies, daisy is th shy one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeehe, i know i looked fat ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039534630142450994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAGC6brnTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9ApgHa2_cng/s320/SANY0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039534320904805666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAFw6brnSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vgxi7nv16Xk/s320/SANY0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039534080386637074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAFi6brnRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OKKnJjsvFd4/s320/SANY0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;where is elmo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039533822688599298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAFT6brnQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/skCZlCKYUng/s320/SANY0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039533539220757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAFDabrnPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/g3k2XbZi6Ww/s320/SANY0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039532925040434386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAEfqbrnNI/AAAAAAAAADk/I9LK9ntbkBY/s320/SANY0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039533212803243234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAEwabrnOI/AAAAAAAAADs/PWgHXj1KO68/s320/SANY0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039532671637363906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAEQ6brnMI/AAAAAAAAADc/wR-OabI3b20/s320/SANY0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039532444004097202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAEDqbrnLI/AAAAAAAAADU/Kvu604tSO14/s320/SANY0163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039531344492469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfADDqbrnJI/AAAAAAAAADE/hXR_S28W4Fc/s320/SANY0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;elmo can beg for food [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever it is, dont give up on yourself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because i believe someday you will succeed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; i have total faith and confidence in you (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-1696024146629781893?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/1696024146629781893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=1696024146629781893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1696024146629781893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/1696024146629781893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-detention-for-goddam-six-days.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/RfAGC6brnTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9ApgHa2_cng/s72-c/SANY0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-6855968162617648874</id><published>2007-03-02T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:30.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Ref2HQtG2EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sJtz2NbqdHA/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037265312840865858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Ref2HQtG2EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sJtz2NbqdHA/s200/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;chapstick, chapped lips, and things like chemistry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i reached home at around three today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because i didnt bring my phone t school \:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today when we were having physics lessons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a small yellow bird flew in our class. ehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone was shouting like mad, esp joley. lol:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then th bird kept flying past my head [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it stood at th light near th whiteboard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its shit almost landed on mdm.thio's head. lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;andand! its leg was injuried cause it kept flying around,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and th stupid fans cut its leg. Oh my gawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so pitiful lah ]: and victor went t get help in general office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but th si-tu-bi tcher said: why call me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahlao eh, tmd. how can they do nothing?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no &lt;u&gt;care, concern and compassion&lt;/u&gt;. shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, im glad i made this effort t blog. im no lazy okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause ive promise darling so [: hook fingers/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im going over t my relatives' house for more red packets.&lt;br /&gt;*smile so hard till you could hardly see my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye loveys. do miss me!&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/37156165-6855968162617648874?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/6855968162617648874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=6855968162617648874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6855968162617648874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/6855968162617648874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapstick-chapped-lips-and-things-like.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Ref2HQtG2EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sJtz2NbqdHA/s72-c/Image072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-3014579391602991529</id><published>2007-02-28T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:31.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/ReVHwuyXDfI/AAAAAAAAACU/0RYjDY_vTq4/s1600-h/SANY0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036510660802317810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/ReVHwuyXDfI/AAAAAAAAACU/0RYjDY_vTq4/s200/SANY0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I aint in love without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today was not a happy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i sang too much unhappy songs in class,&lt;br /&gt;thats why it rained so much in th afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;baobei had cca and baby went off with them,&lt;br /&gt;leaving me alone, walking in th rain.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling so cold and sick now.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, th feeling's not good. dont like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rate : -0 / 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had rev-up yesterday. tired ;O&lt;br /&gt;and went baobei's condo t jog after school.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt actually jog lah, just brisk walking, lol.&lt;br /&gt;happened t see stupid monkey playing bball,&lt;br /&gt;so we started t run upon seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;laughs! baobei fell on th floor and cut herself.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna slim down okay! )))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;my brother kept saying that im fat.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs for th next three minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i shall refrain myself from eating gummybears,&lt;br /&gt;chocolates, fastfood and sweetstuff.&lt;br /&gt;but zequan and edwin kept giving me sweets in class.&lt;br /&gt;no lah, i asked from them(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant control myself, i need sweets during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;people, please help me okay. i seriously need t slim down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been trying very hard t stay focus in class.&lt;br /&gt;but i still couldnt get them all inside my mind,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i tried, ive alr been very attentive okay!&lt;br /&gt;*big big sighs. i think i should stop writting letters in class alr.&lt;br /&gt;andand! we're having steamboat later in my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheers t th maximum/ yayyyyyyyyyyyyy ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love having steamboats okay! [:&lt;/div&gt;i wanna go watch &lt;u&gt;cartoon network&lt;/u&gt; alr. bye now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036503664300592578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/ReVBZeyXDcI/AAAAAAAAABw/nYrFB1m4FTc/s200/SANY0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all my love letters [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/37156165-3014579391602991529?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3014579391602991529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=3014579391602991529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3014579391602991529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3014579391602991529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-aint-in-love-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/ReVHwuyXDfI/AAAAAAAAACU/0RYjDY_vTq4/s72-c/SANY0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-3386464896871829940</id><published>2007-02-23T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:00:32.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034660702078546258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd61O9gCsVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/t08z_fbGIXA/s200/SANY0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;genting was quite fun{:&lt;br /&gt;but i had car sick. spinning round &amp; round th mountain.&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, my brother likes driving at very fast speed.&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me feel even more giddy }:&lt;br /&gt;brother bought firecrackers! wheewhoooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;we dont get t play with firecrackers in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;but actually, we cant play it in malaysia two ;O&lt;br /&gt;it was so damn beautiful ok! nicenice fireworks in th sky/&lt;br /&gt;and! i met lincoln tht hongster twice -____-&lt;br /&gt;and also jeremygoh, in lan shop. ehehe{:&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was quite fun. *bigfatsmile.&lt;br /&gt;chiam and laura asked me t unpick my skirt today.&lt;br /&gt;but i went for two recess instead. shhhhhhhhh[: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they tried t talk some sense inside my mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about friends influence. sighs! im in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;went over t esther's house, t help her match her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;she's such a fussy girl okay! but all thanks t my help,&lt;br /&gt;we managed t leave her house at around three. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;devil asked me for a movie, with hans.&lt;br /&gt;but im lazy t go down t woodlands ;O&lt;br /&gt;meet mellissa and dabian ting afterthat.&lt;br /&gt;saw garfield and herrsong monkey. stupid monkey!&lt;br /&gt;chingay was fun ok! i regretted not joining ]:&lt;br /&gt;it was rly fun lahhhhhhhh, i want chingayyyyy-gay.&lt;br /&gt;gay? yanzheng is a gay. xihong also. both are gays. eeks!&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going off t meet my cousins for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yayyyyy ;D and its going t rain soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;merely because esther sang too much today.&lt;br /&gt;till then, do miss me. byebyeeeee! and pictures below{:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034660946891682146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd61dNgCsWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-0oYzGa46Dg/s200/SANY0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034661960503964082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd62YNgCsbI/AAAAAAAAABE/QDG7P9SlkoQ/s200/SANY0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034661719985795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd62KNgCsaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1VPZsaT1fi8/s200/SANY0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034661170229981554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd61qNgCsXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/padwEQeHXuc/s200/SANY0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034661552482070930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd62AdgCsZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/249txGfppGM/s200/SANY0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034661359208542594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd611NgCsYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EIoS9bGVC9M/s200/SANY0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-3386464896871829940?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/3386464896871829940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=3386464896871829940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3386464896871829940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/3386464896871829940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/genting-was-quite-fun-but-i-had-car.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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/_OgZm7Up0M5U/Rd61O9gCsVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/t08z_fbGIXA/s72-c/SANY0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37156165.post-117170166059077015</id><published>2007-02-17T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:41:00.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;let th pictures do th talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/622097/Image(455).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/124920/Image%28455%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/840818/Image(456).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/411200/Image%28456%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;complain face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/249083/Image(459).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/150185/Image%28459%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spastic face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/316936/Image(474).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/613471/Image%28474%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she adores me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/308548/Image(475).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/696528/Image%28475%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leslie's hand behind :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/228487/Image(481).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/948133/Image%28481%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/764390/Image(482).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/785457/Image%28482%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/896592/Image(483).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/67457/Image%28483%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my baobei[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/536779/Image(484).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/277566/Image%28484%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/87309/Image(485).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/215890/Image%28485%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love baby's smile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/193622/Image(486).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/104840/Image%28486%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we've got th same earstuds ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/990075/Image(487).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/921526/Image%28487%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/88196/Image(490).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/859081/Image%28490%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;leaving for genting tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will be back on th 22th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lincoln will be there two :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;byeeeeeee readers(: takegdcare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117170166059077015?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117170166059077015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117170166059077015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117170166059077015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117170166059077015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-th-pictures-do-th-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-117118938499326988</id><published>2007-02-11T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:27:08.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i looked for the sun, but it was raining today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i remember when i first looked into your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was really like God was there, heaven in the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went shopping with guys yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;bought a blouse but couldnt find my superman tee ):&lt;br /&gt;saw adraino, but he was rather dao :afterthat, headed t pris's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;there was indeed alot of stars! ehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;and i played th seawater with baby.&lt;br /&gt;after shouting and screaming our lungs out,&lt;br /&gt;we felt muchhhhhhhh better(:&lt;br /&gt;i wondered how they play volleyball /:&lt;br /&gt;cause it was rly very dark at that moment,&lt;br /&gt;th sun has already went home t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th guys wanted t cycle us t buy food,&lt;br /&gt;but i'd rather choose t walk bare foot than riding with them.&lt;br /&gt;cause i simply just want t ride on &lt;u&gt;perfectman&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i rly miss those times, on lydiana's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;in th end, i took off my heels and baby walked bare footed with me.&lt;br /&gt;loves her t bit &amp; pieces (: hiakhiaks.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up with blisters on our feet,&lt;br /&gt;but those mr.goooody guys cycled t buy food for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th day was fun, was trying very hard not t be emo.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt take pictures of th stars,&lt;br /&gt;cause it was too dark. then details missing*&lt;br /&gt;sorry yanzheng for causing trouble for you ]:&lt;br /&gt;yanzheng was rly a nice friend, *bigfatsmile.&lt;br /&gt;he's toooooo kind, but one thing, *groans x 190274824220&lt;br /&gt;i dont like his pinchings. ugh /frowns. pain ok!&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i didnt have any blueblacks, if not he shall get it from me.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed my day out with sherna, esther, yongliang, yanzheng,&lt;br /&gt;weijing, xihong, xuxu &amp;amp; jason [: yayyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;sorry no pictures. though i brought my cam there,&lt;br /&gt;i played till i forgot t take photos as memories. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy t reply tags, sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117118938499326988?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117118938499326988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117118938499326988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117118938499326988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117118938499326988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-looked-for-sun-but-it-was-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-117102019423639079</id><published>2007-02-09T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T03:39:51.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/103445/antheaeleven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reachd home before six today.&lt;br /&gt;* gives a bigggggggg fat smile ;D&lt;br /&gt;'cause wanted t come home &amp; changed before going queensway.&lt;br /&gt;but last minute, i felt sooooooooo damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;with negative zerooooooooo energy left,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided t stay at home &amp;amp; blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in th morning, we have spot check.&lt;br /&gt;only 3c and our class. was kinda unfair, lol.&lt;br /&gt;but they only wanted t check for handphones.&lt;br /&gt;and six sense told me not t bring hp today.&lt;br /&gt;evil laughs* infact, laura catchd my black bra -______-&lt;br /&gt;she came up t me with a pair of scissors and comb.&lt;br /&gt;and i had already pinned up my hair so neatly,&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;s&gt;ahnerd,&lt;/s&gt; and what th fuck, she pulled out my pin.&lt;br /&gt;when she was about t cut off my frindge,&lt;br /&gt;chicky tang pointed t my bra. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;then, laura told me t call my mother down.&lt;br /&gt;but after much arguements, she decided t gimme one more chance.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, im so glad i didnt shout at her nor defy her.&lt;br /&gt;i love laura lau so much! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after school, went blocks t slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;drew some nonsense, and i saw something upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it reminds me of th past, and th guys even played sad songs. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rolls eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aiyoyo. but they did cheered me up afterthat {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*details missing* th guys gave chase t that bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pity th girl ]: * gives a big sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;andand! i saw chunkiat just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he still looked that dumb and funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;upon seeing him, i laughed my lungs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;latest news!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously, i dont know if i should be feeling happy or sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they decided t go genting again. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shall see then, if i have th travelling mood, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i shall pack my big luggage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and off i go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if i dont have th mood, then i shall stay in s'pore [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;still feeling &lt;em&gt;super duperly&lt;/em&gt; emo these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hope i wont be feeling upset tomorrow ;DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wanna enjoy myself with my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and also t make sure that dabian priscillia is happy two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks! will blog again perhaps on sunday? if i have th time(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117102019423639079?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117102019423639079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117102019423639079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117102019423639079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117102019423639079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/tell-me-what-is-this-thing-that-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-117093941388881275</id><published>2007-02-08T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T05:03:31.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will wait for your return, even if it takes forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/644373/antheathirteen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/531243/antheathirteen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/442392/antheathirteen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloooooooooooooo humans (:&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun today. yay.&lt;br /&gt;played catching after school.&lt;br /&gt;we rly looked like some primary school kids.&lt;br /&gt;screaming and shouting like nobody business.&lt;br /&gt;but its been so long since i last felt so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;thank you sherna, esther, boonsiong, xuxu &amp; zhilin.&lt;br /&gt;you guys rly brightened up my day! ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;andand, boonsiong still owes me 693701634 packets of gummys okay!&lt;br /&gt;dont forget! and of course i owe honey audrey chocos two :X&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you all a big secret. *evil grins.&lt;br /&gt;my brother says tht audrey is cute. andand! he somehow likes her?&lt;br /&gt;okay, i dont deny tht audrey is cute (: she's my adorable honey.&lt;br /&gt;wheewhoooooooo. love her t bits &amp;amp; pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, friends around me are not so close as before anymore.&lt;br /&gt;due t some misunderstandings, they kept quarreling D:&lt;br /&gt;hope everything gets better. i dont wish t see them all like this.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so stressed up, being stucked in th middle.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow would be a better day. *smile t myself.&lt;br /&gt;and there's pe tmr. sigh, i dont like th tcher ):&lt;br /&gt;he seemed abit pervert, t me. shhh, lol.&lt;br /&gt;eh! xuxu online allllll-rayyyyy-deeeeeee [:&lt;br /&gt;shall end here, toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117093941388881275?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117093941388881275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117093941388881275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117093941388881275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117093941388881275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-will-wait-for-your-return-even-if-it.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-117058146716674966</id><published>2007-02-04T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:34:58.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how i wish i have nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with nothing, i wont have t worry that i'll lost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i have nothing, i want you t be my nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/671592/antheaseven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2nd feb was baobeis' day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went makan after sch &amp; had loads of laughters on th way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;erwin, nelson &amp;amp; shiquan must be thinking tht we're mad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause we're laughing at almost everythings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th whole bus was like so irritated with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saw my little garfield &amp; jojo{:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;headed t condo &amp;amp; slack with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;managed t brush through some maths qns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on th topic tested on monday's common test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;enjoyed playing see-saw(: with jojo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with esther being so extra in th middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this stupid herrsong kept arguing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp; calling me a monkey. wahlao eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;boohooooo. boonsiong &amp;amp; camel called me monkey on tht day two! ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/549778/honeyletter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;had flag day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meet baobei in th morning &amp; went for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then, we went Bukit batok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anthea, audrey, esther, fiona &amp;amp; sherna {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th rest followed th guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was slacking around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just like how i sold pens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eddielau was doing his petrolling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp; i didnt noticed him behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then, i said t this bunch of guys so rudely- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;donate pleaseeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ puts coin inside tin }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eh! take sticker lahhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eddie gave me tht kind of look :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rolled down t fareast t meet aunt &amp;amp; aarone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dozed off on th bus &amp; alighted at plaza sing. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met my cousin mel, &lt;b&gt;my ninja&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; darling! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shopped for some necklace &amp; skinny pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh, such a happy day. * singsoutloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss my ninja jayden ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sian lahhhhhhhhh, mr.jayden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;where's my belate&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;dddddddddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; x'mas present?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i brought my superduperly enormous big &amp;amp; heavy maths textbook home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just t revise for tmr's common test. ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;three cheers for anthea tan :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hiphiphoorays! i wanna pass my test okay[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;going t do my research on vitamins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f&amp;amp;n is so fun(: but boring at times two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117058146716674966?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117058146716674966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117058146716674966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117058146716674966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117058146716674966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-i-wish-i-have-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-117033409289545418</id><published>2007-02-01T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:52:41.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your chance has come &amp; gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now, off we lead our own ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let go of my hand &amp;amp; bid Goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/85364/antheasix.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/147298/antheasix.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/839147/antheasix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having my P. ugh, &amp; i kept complaining about it all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tcher, i want t go toilet. i need change pad lahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wahlao, mentrual cramps again. &amp;amp;(rolls on th floor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booohoooooooooo! superduper uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;i miss cold drinks, miss jumping &amp; skipping around everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, we guys planned t go genting during Chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;but due t daddy's poor health, we decided not t go.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, i can get loads of hongbaos here. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had chem test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Tests D: Oh gawd. almost everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i feel like a weak old woman today,&lt;br /&gt;walking with zero strength. its like i could faint anytime.&lt;br /&gt;lol. but luckily, i didnt faint (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cheer up honey audrey &amp;amp; yanzheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna see my friends around me upset.&lt;br /&gt;if not i would get affected twooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going t study for my test.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i can get them all inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dont want love anymore&lt;/span&gt; as my msn nick.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; everybody come asking me whywhywhy.&lt;br /&gt;lol, one answer : love is tired.&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye! {:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117033409289545418?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117033409289545418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117033409289545418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117033409289545418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117033409289545418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-chance-has-come-everybody-come.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-117024486605677661</id><published>2007-01-31T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T04:01:54.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like razors they cut through her heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/280815/antheanine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/687545/antheanine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had soooooooo much t blog about.&lt;br /&gt;but damn, im feeling rly lousy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tmd lah, im cb f.ing&lt;/s&gt; unhappy now. Boohooo!&lt;br /&gt;saw something tht just bloody spoiled my mood.&lt;br /&gt;i was rly having terrible moodswings in class.&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing one moment, )))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&amp; laughing my ass off like nobodys' business the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;but big thanks t Ang xuxu for cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;with all his lame jokes &amp;amp; funny laughters :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandonchee &amp; xihong owe me &lt;u&gt;3o ferrero rochers&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wheewhoooooooo. i love chocos okay [:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, esther lee owe me Gummys. &lt;em&gt;{!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was almost late for school this morning,&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed out of house like a mad woman,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; forgot t bring my precious keys out.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, they did miss me alot );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im so sorry i didnt bring you guys out&lt;/em&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i couldnt get in th house after school.&lt;br /&gt;brother drove my dad t th doctor.&lt;br /&gt;so, i sat outside th house, waiting for them t be back.&lt;br /&gt;but lucky thing, i have my little bears for accompany.&lt;br /&gt;i love gummy bears. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;I received alot of gummybears today,&lt;br /&gt;but cringcring, xuxu &amp; sayang snatched them away from me.&lt;br /&gt;pouts. what a bad day for me @:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like everyday is a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;but im just gonna live my life happily.&lt;br /&gt;going t school everyday &amp;amp; concentrating in class.&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes, i know i can do it. trust me!&lt;br /&gt;i definitely can concentrate in class ok! if i want t (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;no more waitings, &amp; no more holdings&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blahblah, all rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having maths test in class just now.&lt;br /&gt;i was resting my heavy head on th table when Laura stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; th class gave me their next reaction. Woah.&lt;br /&gt;then, i lifted up my head &amp; saw her standing beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Like hell, she didnt catch my hair but she gave me a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Laura then showed her wonderful cutting skills at th guy behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Phew. i did pinned up my frindge okay! Heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im so gonna say this th last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;IWILLBEABLETOLETGO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;;D trust me, i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;impossible is nothing/ cringcring copylefted.&lt;br /&gt;Bye all! ehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-117024486605677661?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/117024486605677661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=117024486605677661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117024486605677661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/117024486605677661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/like-razors-they-cut-throu_117024486605677661.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116998100647802439</id><published>2007-01-28T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T02:43:27.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i slept for th whole afternoon :O&lt;br /&gt;ehehe, &amp; i had a very nice dream.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i was snatching chocolates from sayang.&lt;br /&gt;then when i was about t grab a yummy choco,&lt;br /&gt;my brother woke me up -_______-&lt;br /&gt;he askd if wanna go jogging with him.&lt;br /&gt;but i was far too lazy t get my ass off bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/459425/SANY0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my tuition homework. lol, this is just 1/3 of it okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;such a random post. im tired :OOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i whisper things you never knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116998100647802439?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116998100647802439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116998100647802439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116998100647802439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116998100647802439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-slept-for-th-whole-afternoon-o-ehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116989512744310904</id><published>2007-01-27T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T02:57:10.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im not your superwoman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/919293/antheafive.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/198113/antheafive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself not t enter tht &lt;u&gt;somebody&lt;/u&gt;'s blog,&lt;br /&gt;until th day when i can told myself tht i had fully given up.&lt;br /&gt;but yet again, i went t see his blog.&lt;br /&gt;right now, im feeling so frustrated &amp; everythings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot chunkiat, upon saying tht im blogging happy stuff,&lt;br /&gt;i began t blog about unhappy stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahlao, break my record lah you :@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously had no idea wht t do.&lt;br /&gt;should i give up on &lt;u&gt;superman&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;when i see how __ cried,&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;em&gt;okay obviously she's crying because of tht reason&lt;/em&gt; }&lt;br /&gt;i rly feel like such a bitch :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being so emo in class. not only in class.&lt;br /&gt;on th bus, walking &amp;amp; everywhere on th street too.&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing sucks. i miss those times when im so high with carrie neo.&lt;br /&gt;i miss holidays. i miss working. ugh, totally sucks!&lt;br /&gt;i had expected all these. i knew tht when school starts,&lt;br /&gt;i would be able t see tht &lt;u&gt;someone,&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; i know i cant forget him.&lt;br /&gt;i want my honey }: honeyaudrey&lt;u&gt;wee&lt;/u&gt;. i need you now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever, im off t meet devil.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. *force a big fat smile :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116989512744310904?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116989512744310904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116989512744310904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116989512744310904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116989512744310904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-your-superwoman.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116972246033092133</id><published>2007-01-25T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:54:20.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yes! i reached home at 5.56 today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/176076/CAHJABR8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Arena for pool yesterday. with sherna &amp; guys.&lt;br /&gt;cringcring played like my fourth brother :/&lt;br /&gt;i did enjoyed my day out with them. yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we went nyp just now. didnt get t see augu also.&lt;br /&gt;th girls were not in th same bus as th guys.&lt;br /&gt;but th siao chabors in th bus were like so hella crazy.&lt;br /&gt;singing &amp; singing non-stop. but it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;i played under th rain with my baby,&lt;br /&gt;collecting rainwater on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted t splash at cringcring.&lt;br /&gt;but th rainwater i collected was too little. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my honey audrey&lt;u&gt;wee&lt;/u&gt;, doesnt likes me t call her Ahsoh.&lt;br /&gt;she would throw things at me &amp;amp; say she hates me, during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;she gets so mad, when she is indeed Ahsoh lor!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tht weewee of hers is Ahpek right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;audreyweeee! stop changing my surname lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tell my father then you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im tan lor, not lin [: get it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously tired. not sure if i wanna go for cca tmr.&lt;br /&gt;okay, im off for my dinner!&lt;br /&gt;till then, do miss me all. hiakhiaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cringcring, gimme your msn lah! si kuku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/153135/Just%20be%20gone%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all that we had was so unbelieveable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now that its gone, its just inconceivable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116972246033092133?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116972246033092133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116972246033092133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116972246033092133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116972246033092133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes-i-reached-home-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116955013813566385</id><published>2007-01-23T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:54:57.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna make daddy happy.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a good girl (:&lt;br /&gt;dad's been sick ever since we came back from hk.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt take good care of him,&lt;br /&gt;neither could i cheer him up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; always fail t reach home before six,&lt;br /&gt;just t make him happy for once.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today after supplementary lessons,&lt;br /&gt;i rushed home, cause i want t break my record.&lt;br /&gt;but i reached home at 6.o5, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling bought me a pink pantie for my belated birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; th guys in class kept playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;passing it around &amp;amp; blahblah :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tht also caused them t lose in their basketball match.&lt;br /&gt;tht kuku cringcring blamed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yahlah, yahlah, all my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just hate people t blame me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause i'll feel very guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for showing attitude{:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friends around me, agreed with me tht,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i looked more happier these few days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as in, dont looked so down anymore :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know th reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i know this should be th kind of life tht i should lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but im still feeling rather emo in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dominic kept dozing off during chem lesson &amp; i kept shouting his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then he was pissed with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when its my turn t sleep, he would wake me up. *laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love my class [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but, i hate nickygoh. tht chi dai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause he kept arguing with me. &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;shooting&lt;/u&gt; me with bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pfft, nicky&lt;s&gt;goh&lt;/s&gt;chidaien. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okayokay, im mad. whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;zoe is discharged today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, she's rly silly okay ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i felt so sad t see her in this state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;booohooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cringcring injuried his knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;could you hear my heart breaking, from a thousand miles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rofl, okay im seriously boh ho seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A-Z :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116955013813566385?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116955013813566385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116955013813566385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116955013813566385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116955013813566385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wanna-make-daddy-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116920446647331103</id><published>2007-01-21T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:37:29.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;lazy t blog, so today i shall blog about friday &amp; sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school was fine. at least i get t see cringcring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol, cringcring is my gooooooooooodfriend okay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; tangtang changed my seat with xuxu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as in, pushed him behind cause we kept talking non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love sharing secrets with xuxu :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause he can be trusted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went t meet devil &amp; huiyin with sherna after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kitty was crying on th bus non-stop. she felt so hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kitty, please cheer up. i hate t see you so upset :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember, im just a call away. be strong okay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;letters from my sweetheart &amp;amp; darling (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darling lunch postponed t next week. lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(im waiting for you.. * sings out of tune)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/690760/SANY0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/409095/SANY0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/573955/SANY0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/269665/SANY0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im falling in love with superman.&lt;br /&gt;darling's bf. ehehe [: but hor,&lt;br /&gt;she promised t lend me her bf on every tue, thur &amp; sat.&lt;br /&gt;how nice of my darling uh? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catched One Last Dance last night.&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat, went steamboat for supper.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna grow soooooooo freaking fat.&lt;br /&gt;i gained 1kg already! &amp;amp; im now 45kg. boohooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;what t do! i wanna go jogging with devil already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2oth wasnt special t me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because it wasnt special t him either.&lt;br /&gt;ive thought through, whats th point of holding back?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116920446647331103?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116920446647331103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116920446647331103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116920446647331103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116920446647331103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/lazy-t-blog-so-today-i-shall-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116903552179864277</id><published>2007-01-17T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T04:14:05.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg. ive got sooooooo much t blog about. first of all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM OFFICIALLY FIFTEEN! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianle says fifteen is too old. sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you also have t be fifteen this year ok, uncle!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetheart audrey gave me a choco,&lt;br /&gt;though it wasnt a pig one,&lt;br /&gt;it was a monkey one. &lt;u&gt;sun ku kong&lt;/u&gt; leh!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;, idiot yanzheng got th pig one.&lt;br /&gt;then he was showing off t me tht he had th choco too.&lt;br /&gt;wahlao, audrey loves me also lor! *nanny nanny poopoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on th 15th, kitty &amp;amp; esther baobei left me alone at long john &amp;&lt;br /&gt;ran t get me a super cute cake.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i knew it already when they were whispering on th bus.&lt;br /&gt;i told them there's no need but they insist on it.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of them uh (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it has elmo &amp; friends on it! *happys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/74145/SANY0209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/936166/SANY0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sooooooo happy in th morning.&lt;br /&gt;kept singing with joley in class. lalala :D&lt;br /&gt;but, in th later part of th afternoon, just before physics lesson,&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling rly down. ): i couldnt control my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;when i saw th hurtful words written on tht card.&lt;br /&gt;those words rly hurt me alot, that's why i didnt accept th present.&lt;br /&gt;hope he'll understand [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiling, nicky &amp; xuxu whistled birthday song for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i sang birthday song t myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; audrey sweetheart gave me a birthday kiss.&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing, no one gave me birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;lol. fifteen bash! like omg, i felt so lucky lur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw stars last night. On my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a few months since i last saw so many stars.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls on th floor laughing.&lt;br /&gt;serious! im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw three stars in a row.do-re-mi.&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful lur! i kept staring at them for about,&lt;br /&gt;10 mintues? without blinking my eyes. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a bigggggggggg, yes rly big, &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;barney&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;from panda my lover, mel my sayang, aiaidabian,&lt;br /&gt;kitty zoe, joseph, nickygoh, yanzheng &amp; markie my buddy!&lt;br /&gt;omg, a rly big &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;barney&lt;/span&gt;. I know its all my lover's idea.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still wanna thank them all alot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i've got a cute piglet &amp; a rose from my sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;a strawberry from meiting &amp;amp; a pig from kelroy (:&lt;br /&gt;wheewhoo, thanks peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erwin &amp; amelia brought me for movie.&lt;br /&gt;amelia jie bought me a pocky. lol.&lt;br /&gt;th last time i ate pocky was about 2849251003 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;then, we went Ajisen (:&lt;br /&gt;was feeling so damn full afterthat,&lt;br /&gt;so we walked home.&lt;br /&gt;th road where &lt;u&gt;we&lt;/u&gt; used t walk together.&lt;br /&gt;then, i took a quick glance of th voiddeck.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so kinda upset ]: wht a bad day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we celebrated again back at home.&lt;br /&gt;last year on my birthday, i was moved t tears.&lt;br /&gt;this year, i was upset t tears. laugh/&lt;br /&gt;i hope next year would be a better one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/284406/SANY0222.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my birthday cake!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/647158/SANY0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;i looked so dumb, i know i know. with audrey's piglet!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! xuxu scolded me F-er just now in class.&lt;br /&gt;then, i was so mad &amp; shouted - wo bu shi F-er lor.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.clark heard it &amp;amp; brought me t Ramesh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i told him i wanna have a clean record this yearrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he said tht can see im trying very hard. yay!&lt;br /&gt;wheewhoooooooo. at least, one tcher appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;but! Oh My Gawd. Oh My Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i have t make a class apology tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so damn suay lurrrrrrrrrr. * smacks xuxu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im gonna stay down &amp;amp; ride for you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116903552179864277?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116903552179864277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116903552179864277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116903552179864277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116903552179864277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg_17.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116876275936521612</id><published>2007-01-14T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:32:18.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t hold you in my arms, &amp; promise you my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t tell you from my heart, &amp;amp; all im thinking of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/401431/Just%20be%20gone4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/242452/Just%20be%20gone4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a very weird dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of him, my used-t-be ___.&lt;br /&gt;he was writting something on my hand,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt see wht he was writting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, im glad tht he smiled t me in th dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont care about me anymore, persue your own happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you have already said, im not th one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you've made me felt so much like a princess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but its time i should wake up from this dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will let th feelings stay there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;deep inside my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i know tht i wont be able t forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sure somehow someday, i would be able t slowly let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;treasure her well (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stayed at home for th whole day.&lt;br /&gt;watching th rain drops gently on my window pane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tick tickle tick tick :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im rotting real soon.&lt;br /&gt;its rly time t take out my books &amp;amp; revise, yes?&lt;br /&gt;i thought through alot of things inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i realised tht, im actually under th same situation as devil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays it kept raining.&lt;br /&gt;i hate rainy days. )))))))):&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont used t play in th rain alone.&lt;br /&gt;where'd th rainbow gone t?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im off for my yummy lunch!&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;th days we had, th songs we sang together.&lt;br /&gt;today, i count th 124th days we last bid Goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116876275936521612?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116876275936521612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116876275936521612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116876275936521612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116876275936521612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/t-hold-you-in-my-arms-i-realised-tht.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116868533285873290</id><published>2007-01-13T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:21:01.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;deedumdee(: dum!&lt;br /&gt;im bored, seesh. but im happy too.&lt;br /&gt;why uh? i also had no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happened much today.&lt;br /&gt;went tuition with my brother, [:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we were making weird &amp;amp; funny noises inside,&lt;br /&gt;bullying &amp; kajiao-ing th kids there.&lt;br /&gt;the tchers were all pissed off with us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; th whole place was like a zoo. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet devil after school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;saw jasper &amp; his friends, &amp;amp; tht jianliang diao us twice.&lt;br /&gt;so, when jasper waved at us,&lt;br /&gt;we pretend ignorance. laughoutloud/ idiot jianliang.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so, we went sakae-ing.&lt;br /&gt;asked jasper t join us, but he said he want t accompany his friends.&lt;br /&gt;wht a loyal freak. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;i swear devil &amp;amp; i went so crazy inside sakae.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed as we swallowed our food.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i cried abit cause i laughed too much,&lt;br /&gt;wht an awesome day spent with her :D&lt;br /&gt;we both miss carrie neo! its been 13 days we last met her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we didnt contact each other since then.&lt;br /&gt;groans* where are you, my sugarrush?!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ah heng, ni da ying wo de ah. gougoushou/&lt;br /&gt;we'll definitely meet up one fine day! giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bythway, i wont be using msn often.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly dont feel like going online anymore,&lt;br /&gt;cause if i want t chat with my loveeeeeeys, [:&lt;br /&gt;i can pass them sweet love letters. di bei hiao.&lt;br /&gt;so, just leave me a msg for those who did not receive my letter.&lt;br /&gt;laughs. &amp;amp;&amp;, i miss my audrey lim ern sin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll be dismissed very early on tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tues, which is not a very free day,&lt;br /&gt;falls on my birthday. ))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be dismissed early, early, early!&lt;br /&gt;so i can celebrate with my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;sherna wanna celebrates with me! wooduhduhduhduh.&lt;br /&gt;cause our birthday happens t fall on th same day.&lt;br /&gt;*bigfatsmile :DDDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i had nothing much t blog.&lt;br /&gt;till then, do miss me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY T ERWIN KOR!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/703502/antheaeight.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;our happiness in this world depends on th affections we are able t inspire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116868533285873290?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116868533285873290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116868533285873290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116868533285873290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116868533285873290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/deedumdee-dum-im-bored-seesh.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116842684199343443</id><published>2007-01-10T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T03:07:28.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went t find Ramesh right after school with dominic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for th changing of CCA thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont wanna have a cca! totally sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rah, 'cause ccas are boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; i told ramesh this -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you must tell th @-link tcher my goodpoints okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; must tell the tcher tht im &lt;u&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/u&gt; interested in @-link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you let me go back guitar, i'll still pon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so just let me change t @-link lur,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; i'll attend it every week. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; he was chuckling away. wooduhduhduhduh/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Received my &lt;u&gt;darling Ah ho xiao yin&lt;/u&gt;'s sweet love letter &amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ferrero rocher on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sooooooooooooo happy please! grins :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; guess wht? Oh-My-Gawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zhiling went t press th choco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then followed by nickygoh. so upset leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then! Jianxu went t press it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohmy, ohmy. ))))))))))))))): siaoliao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tht was from my darling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; they pressed it till out-of-shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eeyer, hate them all lur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; i refused t forgive them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the three naughty do-re-mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;! today, nickygoh kept calling me 'chi dai'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pfft, so super duperly upset lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let me tell you all a secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im having a bad sore throat lur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; i went t school this morning with a terrible headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a Panadol &amp; felt so damn sleepy th whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sicksicksicksicksicksick/ frowns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, im rly crazy in love with my darling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HO XIAO YIN&lt;/em&gt;. you know, you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;di bei hiao/ my darling ok! dont siaosiao uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's my sunshine, my only sunshine [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she makes me happy, when my skies are grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sings out of tune* Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;countdown t my fifteeeeeen birthday! &lt;u&gt;6 days&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wooduhduhduhduh. hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna this big present called - HAPPINESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can someone grant me this big present? {:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/169051/antheatwo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the symphony plays,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel my feet lifting from underneath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you grab my hand &amp;amp; spin me around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right before I fall,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you catch me and you say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, it'll be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just look into my eyes and we will make another day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116842684199343443?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116842684199343443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116842684199343443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116842684199343443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116842684199343443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/went-t-find-ramesh-right-after-school.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116814937926729567</id><published>2007-01-07T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:17:38.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey all. Im so gonna blog happy stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;*happys.&lt;/u&gt; ehehe (:&lt;br /&gt;just chatted with my darling,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she went for her haircut already.&lt;br /&gt;wonder wht haircut will she get.&lt;br /&gt;*thinks. birdnest? short hair? bob hair? lizard's tail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;evil grins. &lt;/u&gt;shh, dont tell her okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my yesterday at cousin's place.&lt;br /&gt;cause whitney is going back t Aust tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i will definitely miss 'em all.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im so gonna grow fat soon,&lt;br /&gt;with supper almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;pouts. i wanna maintain my 44kg. hiakhiak/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my lil cousin, junwei. OMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;he's so cool alright. but i shall not forgive him for molesting me.&lt;br /&gt;you know, he's such a big pervert :@&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyhows, junwei did cheered me up yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were so super high last night. funs*&lt;br /&gt;if not, i wont be feeling so happy now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his cheerful &lt;u&gt;'ehehe'&lt;/u&gt; smile &amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;runnings, bangings, rolling, screaming &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; anyhow-snatchings rly brightened up my mood.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle told us this when we're having supper,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we rolled on th floor laughing non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle was driving &amp; it was raining cats &amp;amp; dogs.&lt;br /&gt;junwei: uncle, why outside got water sound?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: its raining my dear.&lt;br /&gt;junwei: {thinks for awhile.} why raining?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: you ask th sky lor.&lt;br /&gt;junwei: you help me ask lah.&lt;br /&gt;uncle: since you want t know th answer, you ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;junwei: sky no mouth, also cannot talk one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralala. such a sweet lil boy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when i reached home, daddy told me &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;3741&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; striked in 4d.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, didnt had a big reaction too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, im planning on studying rly hard this year.&lt;br /&gt;sec3 is important. nodshead* &amp;&lt;em&gt;rlyimportant!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly kicking this habit of day-dreaming in class&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sleeping with opened-eyes. Damn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; i shall stop quarrelling with tht kuku boy beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's such a idiot. eileen neo please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love with Kenichi Matsuyama.&lt;br /&gt;*screams. he's so &lt;u&gt;superduper&lt;/u&gt;cute can!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he's no one other than L.&lt;br /&gt;wheewhoo/ he's my fan.&lt;br /&gt;practically, everybodys' fan too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/922959/L%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/111680/L%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/205277/L%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; i had a slight sore throat this morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;due t th two &lt;b&gt;tiny&lt;/b&gt; durians i ate last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, come on. just two leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so gonna finish up th whole house of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay obviously, im just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not looking forward t tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although it would be a better day [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause i have not done my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall tell you all a secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;promise dont tell mr.tang okay! shh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have not even touch my bookreview yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; oh ya, dont let korkor benno know it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he will scold &amp; nag like my mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okok, i shall do it later. *tonguesout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mummy is on th phone right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chatting with her new boyfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; devil cant reach me. call my hp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tsk, she miss me too much, you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh/ &amp; please lower down your volume, mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darling, darling, faster come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna chat with you{:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kuai dian. kuai dian. hurrys*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lincoln tht ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're such a big bastard.&lt;br /&gt;fucking fooling around with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you dont give a damn if you ever hurt us.&lt;br /&gt;all you know is tht we are just like your toys.&lt;br /&gt;after playing with us,&lt;br /&gt;you will dump us &amp; find a new toy.&lt;br /&gt;now boy, you're definitely not th one for me.&lt;br /&gt;screw all your sweet talks, &amp;amp; all th lies.&lt;br /&gt;fucking telling me how much you love me,&lt;br /&gt;fucking telling me how much you miss me &amp; blah,&lt;br /&gt;you shall disappear in my life from now on.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need you, &amp;amp; im definitely getting on fine without you.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad im th one who dumped you first.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you tht, no one can ever cheat anthea tan's feeling.&lt;br /&gt;fuck off now, asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116814937926729567?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116814937926729567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116814937926729567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116814937926729567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116814937926729567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116798267470104596</id><published>2007-01-05T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:46:42.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;School was pretty fine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but was boring too :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was late on th first day of sch. Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I get t see my darling twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But didnt rly talked t her th first time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause someone was behind her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, I sat w &lt;u&gt;Audreylim &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&lt;audreylim!&lt;&gt;during chinese lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were passing letters, then Chiam was staring at us all th time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause we're talking non-stop. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wheewhoo/ XUXU&lt;3eileenneo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ytd I calld Ms.Meow just t ask her wht subjects am I talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For th whole hol, I didnt know what subjects Im studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha. So, I had confirmd tht I took F&amp;n &amp;amp; Geog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no. My gawd. My Mt tcher is either LimChiauLi or Chiam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can faint/ Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chiam talkd bullshit ytd, for a goddam half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; I was sleeping th whole time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he didnt catch me, Im even sitting at th first row. Rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will blog again when Im feeling alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause when Im down, I will blog abt unhappy stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont want my readers t be upset too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I will blog when Im happy once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise (: I will brace myself up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My swt loved ones, Mellissa, Zoe, Esther, Panda &amp;amp; Xiaoyin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will put on a big fat smile when I see you guys alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont worry for me :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye Pikachu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116798267470104596?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116798267470104596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116798267470104596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116798267470104596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116798267470104596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-was-pretty-finebut-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116754149633655283</id><published>2006-12-31T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:05:52.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get my beauty sleep these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Dark rings appearing on my eyes already :@&lt;br /&gt;Catched midnight movie Night at the Museum&lt;br /&gt;with my brothers &amp; his friends over at Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I swear my brothers' friends are so funny!&lt;br /&gt;They kept making me laugh until my mouth feels so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I was so tired after laughing much that night,&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep on my brother's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrie Neo sms-ed me at 4.03am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me out for a movie but she has yet wake up.&lt;br /&gt;If Im rly going for the movie later,&lt;br /&gt;that shall be the fourth movie I catched this week.&lt;br /&gt;Hohs, byright, I should have got all my school stuff already.&lt;br /&gt;But oh Gawd. I havent bought them all yet.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps later. Omg, I feel Im such a big procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School's reopening in another 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Like Holy! I dont wanna go back t sch. Pouts/&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stressed up. So whatever!&lt;br /&gt;First thing, Betty's long &amp;amp; sweet talk.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, hair pin up properly, shirts tucked in, socks &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Teacher's scary faces :S Boohoos.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, I feel so different 'cause Im going t the Na class.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;, I dont know what t do if I see &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You know, you know, that &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh forget it. Rahhhhhhhhhh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the 31st. New Year Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my ninja is coming back t S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;Woots. I miss ninja so much! ((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im missing {L}.&lt;br /&gt;That both L. Deathnote's L too.&lt;br /&gt;I want L's mask. You know, that cute lil mask that he wears.&lt;br /&gt;That two big eyes that's gonna pop out.&lt;br /&gt;With that cute lil mouth t one side. *Whines. I want it!&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong with me. Very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I rly cant explain this weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever. So, Carrie Neo -&lt;br /&gt;You're still not up yet! *&amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao. Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Im having my P, so am in a lil unstable condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{edited} blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna go meet Carrie Neo already &amp; have a new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/803057/Just%20be%20gone2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had every line rehearsed I'd say t you today,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then you looked into my eyes &amp;amp; they just slipped away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116754149633655283?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116754149633655283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116754149633655283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116754149633655283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116754149633655283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116736185455798472</id><published>2006-12-29T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:14:13.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrie Neo didn't turned up for work ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called her house as usual t wake her up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But her brother says she's staying over at her cousin's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No wonder, nowadays she stays up late in the night &amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went shopping instead of working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay seriously, do you think this is call pangseh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, Carrie neo, we're quits now ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; Yay, yay, yayness! *bangings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AH HENG IS BACK! I MISS YOU SO MUCH JESLIN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Rolls around/ [: hiakhiaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took train down t Bugis t meet jacky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; there's these two girls standing beside us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, I did something very &lt;b&gt;malu&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I think Im a clown entertaining them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like dang! They kept laughing, &amp; devil didnt side me :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grumbles* But afterall, it wasnt rly funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we alighted at Bugis, &amp;amp; they came up t me &amp; said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you anthea? { I was like quite sturned &amp;amp; I say uh.. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then they said they saw me in friendster :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, thats when I get t know another new friend already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; they're from Trustleaf too :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We overheard their conversation about their work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Catch Deathnote 2. At the end of the movie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;devil &amp; I were still talking shits about the movie in the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like mad, why cant they just let L finish the bar of chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before he dies peacefully away?! Ugh/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were so sad that L died. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we bid Goodbyes t Pikachu &amp;amp; lalala-ed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously miss Carrie Neo already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her diao-ing face &amp; everythings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just miss her shits &amp;amp; lame jokes &amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything that seems ugly t her but beautiful t me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh, what the hell Im talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alvin complained about us. Hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We worked at Tamp Inter. ytd, &amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we made him waited for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause devil couldnt sell the last pen out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like hell luh, its the last pen, &amp;amp; she's out of luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody sees her then run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, she turned mad &amp; was like -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahlao. {stops a guy} eh you! Buy from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{grabs shirt} Last pen luh. Buy buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faster! wahlao. last pen already/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lmao. Then at last, she managed t sell it out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the help of me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alvin complained that we had a lack of discipline,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waste of time, full of craps &amp;amp; blahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause its like, we kept playing non-stop &amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;refused t work. Shouting &amp;amp; screaming everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We didnt rly worked hard enough, I admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, there's still a few more days left t school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hadnt bought my school books, school bag &amp; stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldnt contact Carrie neo this morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I told Alvin we couldnt make it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I use this free day t buy all the stuff I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Internet was rly oh-bloody-so-slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; my M cramps was rly killing me last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;\Sorry Devil about last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I shouldnt let you feel this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im such a lousy friend ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont worry about that stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he'll be back very fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; oh! please reply my long letter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do i feel this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after i saw the sms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was totally in a lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, please stop doing all these for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone please help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i seriously dont know what t do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116736185455798472?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116736185455798472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116736185455798472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116736185455798472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116736185455798472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/carrie-neo-didnt-turned-up-for-work.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116714846922752137</id><published>2006-12-26T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:59:41.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Belated Merry X'mas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so I had the worst X'mas eve celebration this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spent my X'mas eve at Escape with my Sugarrush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldn't find enough people, so we went there ourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny eh :D Two siao cha bors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; we only get t enter the haunted house due t the bad weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It kept raining non-stop. Like fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This stupid white creature inside the haunted house,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crawling on the floor was making us rly mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was telling 'him' - Wahlao. So lame, just let me go lah, dont touch me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause 'he' was touching my leg &amp;amp; making weird noises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then 'he' did not let us off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'he' kept on crawling &amp; pulled Carrie Neo's leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg, I swear we almost fell flat on the ground. Bastard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, there's this bunch of china people infront of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We suddenly screamed t scare them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, they were screaming &amp;amp; shouting like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha :D We rly laughed our ass off inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it rained the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we left Escape without playing a single shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw Pikachu &amp; his hongster friends over at Pasir Ris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sugarrush was rly pissed upon seeing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then headed t Vivo &amp;amp; Benno treated us t Pizza For Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. What a nice dinner but bad x'mas eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went up t the rooftop, enjoy the night breeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; played splish-splash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg. There's no stars in Singapore! Why?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, I managed t catch the last bus home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;On X'mas day.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We siblings catch The curse of the golden flower at PS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg, its rly such a nice movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a waste if I missed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, when the blacks attacked Jay Chou &amp; his golden armies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind kept repeating - Omg this is crazy. Omg this is crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha ;D It was rly cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I saw Renfred &amp; his gf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aarone kept asking me how his gf looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like mad! Why he cares?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, this year, X'mas day is definitely better than X'mas eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But at least I got t meet Benno kor. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna work real hard this Thurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna earn much much extra cash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't start on my homework &amp;amp; everything yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anthea all the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116714846922752137?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116714846922752137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116714846922752137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116714846922752137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116714846922752137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/belated-merry-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116685797244360470</id><published>2006-12-23T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:07:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So was like, spent my meaningful yesterday&lt;br /&gt;with my lover &amp; the siaochabor, carrie neo.&lt;br /&gt;Something happened which spoils our mood&lt;br /&gt;in the later part of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I ran many places ytd.&lt;br /&gt;From chinatown t Pasir Ris -&lt;br /&gt;And met Kerbe &amp; friends outside escape.&lt;br /&gt;Dom was interested in Carrie neo! Lmao/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; saw the one that I dont wish t see the most - xiaowu.&lt;br /&gt;He was like, rather angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I made him lose his job at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;So, we were ignoring each other &amp;&lt;br /&gt;pretending we're strangers &amp;amp; all that.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet my lover later &amp;amp; pass something t his mum.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know is it the right time,&lt;br /&gt;but I just know that I wont be free these few days,&lt;br /&gt;so better give it before he's back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend said something about me which I think that I myself too agrees with that. Omg what's going on. I cant believe my close friend would just say something like that about me. God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming t town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116685797244360470?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116685797244360470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116685797244360470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116685797244360470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116685797244360470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-was-like-spent-my-meaningful.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116651623511912030</id><published>2006-12-20T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:52:58.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hong kong is so fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;I rather stay there than be back in S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when Im there, I wont think of unhappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching S'pore, I already received devil &amp; lover's msg.&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;em&gt;Love them t bits &amp;amp; pieces!&lt;/em&gt; }&lt;br /&gt;Reached S'pore around 3am &amp;&lt;br /&gt;I slept through the whole morning till 4pm&lt;br /&gt;when devil called me &amp;amp; asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, she miss me too much, you see.&lt;br /&gt;Am rly tired luh ):&lt;br /&gt;In hongkong, I get t sleep only 5 hours or less a day.&lt;br /&gt;But I love staying up late at night with my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Watching tv &amp; eating cup noodles in hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Having conference just next door t each other &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;ringing each others' door bell.&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYY :D smiles/&lt;br /&gt;And I get t wear nice winter clothes there.&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3 jackets were not even enough for me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Due t the wet weather, I had cracked lips.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; often you could hear my teeth fighting.&lt;br /&gt;But oh my, when we reached s'pore,&lt;br /&gt;my brother's gf had a fit which scared the hell outta us.&lt;br /&gt;Blood everywhere on the floor, on shirts &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was looking ):&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God she's alright now.&lt;br /&gt;With my brother, I get t eat abalone, sharks fin &amp; bird nest (:&lt;br /&gt;Yummy. Just the day before we fly back t S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I had such a fun time in HK.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go there again some other time :]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; photos up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;At the airport&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/1212_070312.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/476811/1212_070252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/814514/1212_070224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/392595/SANY0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/858153/SANY0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/47575/SANY0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/490812/SANY0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/305729/SANY0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eating on the plane. Yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/667613/1215_145730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My passport. Laughs/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know I looked old :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/18574/1213_103351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/313434/1213_100102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Back in the hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/1212_221510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/523224/1212_221426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lightings from the hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disneyland!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/775850/1214_192431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/424378/1214_192148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/473132/1214_185123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/487816/1214_191511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/58072/1214_184232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/605507/1214_184207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/578451/1214_181046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/84109/1214_180842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/628519/1214_180704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/343991/1214_123051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/82925/1214_113150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/359055/1214_113608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/408383/1214_113551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/570419/SANY0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/569102/SANY0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/614686/SANY0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/660165/SANY0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/161754/SANY0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/85857/SANY0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/672236/SANY0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/781397/1214_103538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shopping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/174513/1216_225636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/271832/1216_195822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/640437/1213_154003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/371337/1215_150326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its Hongkong money (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;On the train&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/110923/1213_125047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/231493/1213_125521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/685056/1213_125707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/184477/1213_125206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/604881/1213_125319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/39821/1213_125226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/500301/SANY0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bruce Lee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/760352/SANY0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/939699/SANY0181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss Erwin ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/966823/SANY0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yay. Im the director!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/SANY0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sister- in- law, eldest bro, second bro, fourth bro &amp; me :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/675693/SANY0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/447292/SANY0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/922084/SANY0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/338330/SANY0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/316448/SANY0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/999446/SANY0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/816897/SANY0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flying back t S'pore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/179554/SANY0194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/408122/1217_141510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/65213/SANY0189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Birdnest &amp; abalone. Lol. So lame/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/982559/1217_125449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/913329/1217_121546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the 3rd day, we took Turbo Jet t Maccau.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My brother gambled the whole day &amp; night,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; we were complaining non-stop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I couldn't get in the casino in the first place,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but after I applied Mum's red lipstick &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp; carried her handbag,I got in successfully. Lol/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; we took Turbo Jet back t Hk at6am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brother lost 5 million bucks away. Ha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp; reached hotel at 8am,I slept the whole day :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/569609/1216_002647.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/995929/1216_002717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/414899/SANY0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/492945/SANY0128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/918405/SANY0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/511014/SANY0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/190730/SANY0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/85323/SANY0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/410339/SANY0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/221325/SANY0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/554949/SANY0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/973251/SANY0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/113755/SANY0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/570314/SANY0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/197990/SANY0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've still got a hell loads of photos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I only chose the nice ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bye now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the 2oth, a special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A day we used t celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116651623511912030?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116651623511912030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116651623511912030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116651623511912030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116651623511912030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/hong-kong-is-so-fun-d-i-rather-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116588084140800532</id><published>2006-12-12T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T08:06:26.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello people, its 7.45am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp; Im at the airport now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blogging 'cause I miss you guys (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My plane will take off at 8am, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so Im in a hurry t go after blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My brothers are all playing the Xbox &amp;amp; eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Only my father &amp; I are using the comp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I have my pink doggy with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its going Hk with me. Yay :D Hees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay people, I will blog when Im back alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will miss you all hella loads! Miss me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MISSES [:&lt;/u&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/37156165-116588084140800532?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116588084140800532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116588084140800532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116588084140800532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116588084140800532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-people-its-7.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116583099572428466</id><published>2006-12-11T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:56:35.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I will be flying tomorrow, thus I want t ensure that I enjoy these few days out with my Sugarrush &amp; devil. But due t some of my own personal unhappy stuff, I caused them t be upset too. I'm sorry ladies! Seriously, I still don't have the mood t go t Hongkong tomorrow. Had no idea why. I'm flying tomorrow &amp;amp; I've yet t pack my luggage. Devil, you better keep your promise! She promised t put my photo as her phone wallpaper. But only for a week when I'm away -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes, I'll miss all my friends (: Esp, my lover, my darling, Sugarrush, devil, xin gan, aiaidabian, sayang &amp; baobei! And, I will miss &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt; very much ): I kept searching for the stars these few days. For months infact. But I rarely could see them anymore, they're hiding. *frowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back with loads of photos! And peeps who miss me, just leave me a tag alright! (: 'Cause I won't be bringing my phone there. Duh! &amp;amp; I'll be back on the 17th. Miss you guys. And Hongkong here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll not forget t pluck the stars as I'm on the plane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{ How I wish we're still friends now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't wanna lose contact with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you get it? Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that you're not here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel so miserable &amp; upset. }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/174122/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/132119/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/783360/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/918338/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/548262/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/77209/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/374685/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/400958/collage18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/680228/collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/575616/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/927162/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116583099572428466?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116583099572428466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116583099572428466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116583099572428466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116583099572428466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-will-be-flying-tomorrow-thus-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116556629217522303</id><published>2006-12-08T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:42:34.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Did not go t work today 'cause Sugarrush had her C.O. I told her t miss it but she said Jeslin Heng is jealous that I'm meeting her everyday. Lmao/ I came t realise that jacky is evil too. He started t show his true colours now. But he's nice too. Like wth, what am I talking. It was xiaoJun &amp; yee ting's birthday yesterday. We celebrated with two kiddy cakes with over thirty people outside Mac. We cut the cake &amp;amp; sang the only-could-hear-jacky's voice birthday song. There were playing of cakes all over faces &amp; shirts, but Sugarrush and I managed t escape.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I then remembered we used t play cakes on our faces. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went V8 cafe for our lunch while others are working. So, Carrie Neo was officially broke. And, she was nagging &amp;amp; complaining all day long, pulling a long face at me that she didn't earn much. Don't give up! Afterthat, we end work at five &amp; I rushed home. Bathe &amp;amp; cabbed down for our dinner. Cousin Junwei was so cute luh! He kept playing with my brother's psp &amp; refused t eat. { &lt;em&gt;Imagine a 4-year-old kid playing with the psp. &amp;amp; I didn't even know how t play. Lols.&lt;/em&gt; }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the trip out with my loved ones today. 'Cause the reason is that they asked me t escape theme park instead of other places. It isn't that I don't wanna go with them,but friends close t me should know the reason why. And, I miss my lover so much :] She won't be using the comp for a week. Curse her brother. Blahblah/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/893443/HELLO%20KITTY%20%28044%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/990881/HELLO%20KITTY%20%28045%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/832647/HELLO%20KITTY%20%28046%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is not a matter of counting the years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But making the years count.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/451333/HELLO%20KITTY%20%28037%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;My love [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116556629217522303?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116556629217522303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116556629217522303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116556629217522303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116556629217522303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/did-not-go-t-work-today-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116530429846416443</id><published>2006-12-05T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:19:40.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Its the start of another brand new day. My everyday now is full of hopes. &lt;u&gt;You're the one who taught me t be strong in life &amp; never give up easily. &lt;/u&gt;I found the ring he gave me last night. Its like, I told myself I'll never find back the ring. What's gone will never be back. But when I saw the ring, &lt;u&gt;his name craved on it&lt;/u&gt;, I had this weird feeling. Seriously, I've never put in so much effort t do something. But this time round, I'm serious. I had no idea why I had confidence &amp;amp; hope once again. I don't wanna delete each other's contact. Nonono-no ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking over the past. The everything that he had did for me. And, I blame myself for taking him for granted. Like, he's too perfect. And, I'm not.&lt;u&gt; I can never find another great guy like you, ever again.&lt;/u&gt; But I'll not come in between him &amp; his new girlfriend. I'll never be the third party. I just wanna see him secretly by his side everyday, and I'll be happy. I know I'm silly, being foolish. But no one can stops me from doing this. Okay let's blog about other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/954152/yayys%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;This is my dearest Ah heng! Jeslin Heng (: She showed me this in webcam. Claps* She loves me. &amp; also Carrie Neo the siao cha bor, boh ho seh &amp;amp; ki siao woman. I simple love ah heng &amp; sugarrush t bits &amp;amp; pieces! Omg, &amp; not forgetting my lover too! She never fails t cheer me up whenever I'm feeling upset. Like yesterday, I called her 'cause Sugarrush failed t cheer me up with her lame jokes, though at times she made me really go so mad &amp;amp; crazy like banging &amp; rolling around in streets. So, my lover Sheryl really cheers me up yesterday. Thanks for your advise :) And, I wasn't wrong you see, Carrie Neo. Yoshinoya did really brightens up my mood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/77143/WE%20LOVE%20US.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/554085/collage56.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/627607/collage51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;Like, 6 years of friendship. We quarrelled once &amp;amp; had cold wars with each other for 3 years. Imagine how childish we were in the past. Now, we're still as mad as before. Single is still the best (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116530429846416443?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116530429846416443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116530429846416443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116530429846416443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116530429846416443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-start-of-another-brand-new-day.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116520224322752897</id><published>2006-12-04T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:20:01.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Morning! Omg, I swear Sugarrush is mad. Night out with her is totally fun, crazy &amp; mad. We met alot of zebras last night. And, there were these two guys, each holding an Iced Lemon Tea bottle on their hand. Drinking happily as they aboard the train. Then I was saying : No drinking on the train. Fine $5oo. Afterthat, they turned &amp;amp; they were chuckling away. But the zebra didn't return back t the zoo. He alighted one stop before sugarrush. And, we prank called Manfred Tan. Omg/ His voice sounds so much like an apek! And, we were threatening t give us 1billion 'cause we kidnap his dearest Carrie Neo. Hoho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was great. I could earn much yesterday. So, went shopping after work while waiting for devil's call. &amp; we saw Robiatul. Omg - Sugarrush &amp;amp; I was like, so excited! I miss you robiatul! ): Rahhhhhh/ And, we saw this funny guy Mr. Andi in Tampines. The red zebra :) Oh, he has grown much fatter. I still remembered he used t bully me much. Groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept making different kinds of laughters &amp; last night I had the most torturing &amp;amp; bad dinner. 'Cause we kept laughing once our food is inside our mouth. Its like, we're laughing without reasons. We just laughed like two mad women. Oh whatever! And, I had the most ugliest &amp; messiest hair last night. And, we kept 'AHHENGGGGG' all day long. We miss Jeslin Heng so much, you see. I love Sugarrush &amp;amp; devil so much! Life without them is so meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I was walking home alone. I still remembered when its late, he would send me t my lift. 'Cause Im so afraid of the dark, and he would said: Dont need t be afraid &amp; all these. There were no stars in singapore! My God, &amp;amp; Carrie Neo said something :) See no need t blog it out. And, I swear we went so damn crazy in the train. We train-ed down t cityhall t meet devil &amp; afterthat train-ed t marina bay. Doing stupid actions, laughing in different laughters, rolling &amp;amp; bangings. &amp; there's this bunch of malay guys, they were laughing along with us too. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. We really went so mad yesterday. I barely couldn't stretch my neck out &amp;amp; open up my mouth this morning. For more details, go t Carrie Neo's blog. Laughs/ Omg, what a fun day. And, I wore my contact lens for the whole day out. Its like more than 15 hours :/ I think I talked less than 3719300749 words &amp; laughed less than 2430500826 times last night. Totally whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hooray, Mr how wei Jie &amp;amp; guys were back from genting. Its like, I wanted t ask him: Do you miss your shuwen? Lmao/ But he didn't call back again.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my dearest Sugarrush later at 12 (:&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoooos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still remembered that night during ghost festival when we sat at my void deck at 1am. You started telling me horror stories &amp; something happened which freak the hell outta us. I was pulling you away. Memories flashed back. &amp;amp; yes, I miss you.&lt;/em&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/37156165-116520224322752897?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116520224322752897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116520224322752897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116520224322752897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116520224322752897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/morning-omg-i-swear-sugarrush-is-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116506102781992061</id><published>2006-12-02T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:43:23.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just came home with devil. We seemed t have alot of things t joke about. And, I came back with a purple balloon. Swinging it high up in the sky, showing off t the people on the streets. But they gave me that kind of look - like I'm some retards. Oh well, I don't give a damn. I love playing with balloons! I just recieved Mr How wei Jie's call from genting. But, we only managed t chat abit 'cause he was using public phone, and the call ends very fast. Yes, he seemed t have much fun over there ;D So wheewhoo, I'm chatting with jeslin &amp; carrie right now. JESLIN HENGGGGG(: &amp;amp; jeslin, I told you, Carrie Neo's mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we're talking about Monster. Stupid Creature. Spastic Mojojojo. Carrie Neo mentioned that he walked towards her &amp; HOHO. Then walked away. Whenever I see him, I feel like punching him right on the face. 'Cause - he looks so dummy. And yes, i hate his typiing worhs. Esp boys whu type liike that. Omg! Whatever. I can't be bothered with it. And, he's famous for his never-wash-clothes reputation. Ehehehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for jacky &amp;amp; the ice-cream guy tomorrow. And, maybe going over for devil's chalet. Gonna earn much tomorrow. Yes! And, finally my sore throat &amp; flu is gone. But I still don't have the loud voice t scream &amp;amp; shout ): Poopoo. Gonna smack Carrie neo's ass tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hmpf. I shall leave you no mercy/&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Neo: AHHH! Save meeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Anthea Tan: Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Neo: Please I beg you! No-nono.&lt;br /&gt;Anthea Tan: Hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, PIIIIAKK! Carrie Neo's red ass is so much like the baboon's now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay I'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;I'm effing bored now. Rah. Gonna have my dinner now. Bye all.&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE TAN. CARRIE HENG.&lt;br /&gt;JESLIN TAN. JESLIN NEO.&lt;br /&gt;ANTHEA NEO. ANTHEA HENG! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You come to love not by finding the perfect person,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;/em&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/37156165-116506102781992061?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116506102781992061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116506102781992061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116506102781992061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116506102781992061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-came-home-with-devil.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116494250083864952</id><published>2006-12-01T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:20:21.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Oh my. Oh my. I'm still sick. Rah. I had this stupid flu &amp; my head is spinning 36o degrees. &amp;amp; Yes, I saw Ys &amp; my face looks so pale. No-nono. Sugarrush is like going mad already, 'cause we kept calling the guy. The malay guy who offered us t work in his dad's office. &amp;amp; he did not answer his phone. Rah, I guess he's working now, &amp; so he can't pick up my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flu is killing me. My headache is driving me crazy! Okay I'm off t meet Sugarrush. Don't ask me why I still go out when I'm so sick. 'Cause I've stayed at home for these goddam 4 days! And, I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Save meeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first day of this month! My fave month!&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming t town! Weets :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Jingle bell, Jingle bell, Jingle all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of that. Blahhs.&lt;br /&gt;I shall set this target -&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna shed a single tear this month.&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay yay (:&lt;br /&gt;I can do it. *grins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116494250083864952?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116494250083864952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116494250083864952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116494250083864952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116494250083864952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116476973083396991</id><published>2006-11-29T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:20:36.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm so bloody upset! 'Cause I took another day off today. I'm still feeling so sick, and I called Jacky this morning t inform him that I can't work today. &amp; he says he needs people tomorrow, and so I can't get another day off tomorrow for 2g's last class gathering. Omfg, I feel so fucking upset now. I thought we could gonna have fun for the last time, but sadly, rah! I keep asking myself - why did I fall sick? Pouts/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, hopefully after two days of rest, I can fully recover on thursday. { &lt;em&gt;screams&lt;/em&gt; } I have t work on thursday! &lt;em&gt;Wahlao.&lt;/em&gt; Totally whatever man! *&amp;amp;^%$#@! &amp; my lover asked me out, but I'm too sick t even step out of the house. Daddy pampers me like a little baby. He bought porridge for me when he found out that I was sick. Yummy. I could feel his love for me. Aww. But ninja was jealous. Hohos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. I'm so sick that I don't wanna blog much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;em&gt;edited&lt;/em&gt; }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil &amp;amp; kaixinguo wants t meet me up. But I'm so lazy t get my ass off the chair. My bum is glued t the chair infront of the comp. And, I had nothing t do. Bahhs ): How wei Jie msg-ed me while working. Such a lazy ass! And he told me something which makes me laugh my ass off. He's going t be the bearbear mascot again. Haha. And, this sms makes me think back of the past again {&lt;em&gt; Rah, no-nono. &lt;/em&gt;} - Anthea everytime wan go home de shi hou tie her hair neat neat more cute. Okayokay, I know my birdnest hair sucks. I wanna go watch Cartoon network now. Working tomorrow. *Grumbles. Ciaos [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't put high hopes on me, I'm not worth waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116476973083396991?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116476973083396991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116476973083396991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116476973083396991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116476973083396991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-bloody-upset-cause-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116468733578608894</id><published>2006-11-28T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:21:03.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/laughs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/laughs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; Omg. Upon seeing this photo, carrie neo will start laughing like shit. The reason is because, I onced told her that my stupid hairstyle looks like the soldier in the middle. And, whenever we saw this photo in mrts, we would start laughing non-stop. I &lt;u&gt;guess&lt;/u&gt; I will stop selling pens for jacky, 'cause a malay guy offered us t work in his father's company. And, we trust him (: Like what Sugarrush has mentioned, Jack would die sooner or later. 'Cause under faziah &amp; Alvin, all are transferring t jacky. Whoo, three cheers t Jacky chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick. Very sick. Had a terrible cough &amp;amp; sore throat. So, took a day off today. Sugarrush went t sentosa t celebrate Jeslin's birthday. Well, wasn't really that close t Jeslin, but still wish her a "Happy Birthday" :D I wanna take another day off on thursday, 'cause we're having 2g's last class gathering. Hopefully, Jacky allows me t take leave on that day. Wasn't feeling well ytd, so didn't earn much. And yet, Jacky didn't nag. He even wants t treat us dinner again. Like omfg, I feel so giddy ytd while working. And, it was raining heavily in the orchard area. Besides that, I saw Kenneth foo again. So, I changed t Tampines. Upon reaching Tampines, I saw Kahhao. And, he snatched business from us. Boohoohoo. I'm really sick. ): I hate medicines. I hate the doctor. I hate falling sick. Rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship better with wei jie now. At least we became friends again after so much misunderstandings occured. Boy, you must not be naughty again. I believe you have also grown mature, &amp; knows the right track in life. Don't repeat the same mistakes again. Hohos, &amp;amp; I saw Monster ytd. Sugarrush &amp; devil was telling me off, 'cause Monster's face looked so pitiful. Hey, what's his silly face got t do with me? But I admit I was bad. I'm sorry. But he's just an excuse t forget him in the past. I know I was bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erwin kor &amp;amp; Amelie Jie visited us last night. So nice of them ;D But I fell asleep on the sofa while watching the tv. Wooh, I'm really feeling so sick &amp;amp; bloody tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIAOJES! :D&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/37156165-116468733578608894?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116468733578608894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116468733578608894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116468733578608894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116468733578608894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116455162921391376</id><published>2006-11-26T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:21:38.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;So hi. Saw xiongjie at the coffeeshop this morning. He was sturned. But I wasn't (: Didn't see monster though. I wonder where'd he die t. Adrain's hairstyle indeed looks nicer than before, but he looks like a chicken. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACK SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud t announce that, &lt;u&gt;I'M FIRED&lt;/u&gt;. Whoo, no longer under jack. A sense of freedom. Shut your ass up &amp; go eat shit lah. Jacky chan is far more better than you, ass. So, was like, after we walked off from jack's office 5 minutes later, we run into keesiang! Jasmine was there too. And officially, I'm now under Jacky chan &amp;amp; no more jack's puppy (: Say yay! Meet Jayden in Marina afterthat, and saw Kenneth foo again. Like oh my god, such an unlucky day lah. Totally whatever man! Boohoohoos. So, we headed elsewhere afterthat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a hell loads of shit t blog about. But I totally forget them all.Let the pictures do the talking then. Eh, what crap am I talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow is the 27th.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116455162921391376?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116455162921391376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116455162921391376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116455162921391376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116455162921391376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116455265944927888</id><published>2006-11-26T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:12:55.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/482585/iilurbbeuue(043).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/657498/iilurbbeuue%28043%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sugarrush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/540207/jayden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/800694/jayden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello Ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/553885/I%20hate%20you%20to%20der%20core%20(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/534178/I%20hate%20you%20to%20der%20core%20%28014%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Me &amp; devil (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/661889/I%20hate%20you%20to%20der%20core%20(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/956547/I%20hate%20you%20to%20der%20core%20%28010%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You light up my life, ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/61831/I%20hate%20you%20to%20der%20core%20(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/142116/I%20hate%20you%20to%20der%20core%20%28008%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The love we shared together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My eyes were a little puffy that day. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ sunglasses please } &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116455265944927888?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116455265944927888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116455265944927888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116455265944927888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116455265944927888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/sugarrush.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116429525155107080</id><published>2006-11-23T23:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T07:20:51.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/802485/singing5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/988686/singing5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/148708/singing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/502499/singing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/560816/singing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/780622/singing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/999300/singing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/858940/singing3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/1600/922283/singing4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8145/4167/200/265058/singing4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Come &amp;amp; play! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had such a fun time with them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Carrie Neo is like -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Qi Gong Lan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Laugh my ass off.&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/37156165-116429525155107080?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116429525155107080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116429525155107080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116429525155107080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116429525155107080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/come-play-dhad-such-fun-time-with.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116429452965902032</id><published>2006-11-23T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T07:08:49.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hohs. Stupid blogger. The whole post just gone like that. Second time posting this out. Feel so spastic lah. So, I'm feeling very tired now. Spent a long day at town with honeybum &amp; lover. Bought a same shirt with lover. { &lt;em&gt;She has a picture of it in her blog&lt;/em&gt; } Was msg-ing Yongsheng the whole day. 'Cause he was at orchard too. But I didn't told him about my whereabouts when he asked. I said we'll meet if we're fated. But, at about 7, I leave town and went Jurong for my dinner with lover. I did bought supper for my parents. Three cheers for me please (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Saw stupid Yanzheng &amp; kenneth at Orchard Mrt. From far, I thought they were Monster's friends. 'Cause they always work at orchard mrt. Then, I confirmed its them 'cause I recognised yanzheng's idiotic face &amp;amp; kenneth's ugly hair. Hohs, &amp; we kept argueing there. I kept shouting: "Pian qian de. Pian qian de." And, they kept teasing me. Boohoos. And, we walked from cine down t fareast. Outside Wisma stood this bunch of peeps holding a board. My next reaction was Ohmygawd. I saw Monster &amp; I immediately turned &amp;amp; walked off. As it was raining quite heavily, lover didn't want t walk back. But I just don't wanna walk pass them, so in the end we crossed the road. Shouted at lover on the phone.&lt;em&gt; { Sorry for throwing my temper on you today, but I really don't want t see him! }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So called - had a small tiff with Monster. I hate him. Pfft. * Throws him inside rubbish bin &amp; covers the lid. Smacks/Feeling quite moody now, partly also because of the &lt;u&gt;other him&lt;/u&gt; too. Whenever I read his blog, I just feel very unhappy. Boohoohoos. Sighs! And, devil keeps mentioning him infront of me, that's why its hard t forget the past, you see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Catch &lt;u&gt;Material Girls&lt;/u&gt; with Sugarrush &amp; devil after work yesterday. Earned bout 4 pens &amp;amp; returned stocks t jack. Simply had no mood t sell anymore. Expect a long lecture from jack. But surprisingly, he didn't. He still puts my photo as his wallpaper :/ And I said: Don't want lah. Like your girlfriend like that. And, he was chuckling away.We kept laughing, eating devil's popcorn, kissing, snapping photos &amp; making noise non-stop inside the cinema. I swear almost half of the people inside turned t look at us. Lmao/ And, we kept singing "Beat of my heart" from Hillary Duff. I love Hillary's hair! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Meeting devil tmr at eight in the morning. Hohs, I'm like working everyday &amp; didn't spend a day at home resting &amp;amp; accompanying my mummy. Will upload more pictures. Had a terrible headache now. Dry lips. Dry throat. An urge t ___. Haah! Lover you should know.Shh!And, Jayden gave me a strawberry ytd. It was nice lah, boy :D Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT THAT SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS BALLOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna meet you tmr, ass. Screw all your sweet talks. Booya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116429452965902032?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116429452965902032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116429452965902032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116429452965902032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116429452965902032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/hohs.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116416006235117416</id><published>2006-11-22T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T17:54:02.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/singing1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/singing1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/singing2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/singing2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/singing3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/singing3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its early in the morning &amp; I came here t blog. Going off for work later 'cause I took the stocks from Jack last night. He wants my photo in his phone. Laughs, &amp;amp; he replaced my photo from xiaojes's one, &amp; he put as wallpaper. Ha, and stupid jack said: Put for only 24hours ah. I show Johanthan then I will delete it. Lmao/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao jes was cute okay! She kept calling my chinese name across the interchange. And, afterthat she called me Monster. Dots. Fun day out with them all. Carrie neo saw monster's back when we were rushing t bugis. Then he was walking so fast, machiam there was a fire in that building. So, I called him Johnathan but he did not heard it. Then, I called Monster, then he turned.(: *Grins. He was rushing off for his lonely movie. So, we bid Goodbyes. When we were leaving Yishun, saw Yongsheng again! &amp;amp; we were waving at each other &amp; smiling. It was weird :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was with john &amp;amp; jianwei after work. Accompanied 'em t arcade &amp; smoked. Then, there was these ahlians who waited for us outside 7-11. We were buying drinks &amp;amp; when we came out, one of them banged into devil &amp; called us ahlian. Then I told her back: I'm not a ahlian (: Then one of them said: Oh, I calling my friend ahlian mah. Shit eh. Then they wanna make friends with us, but we hiewlan them. Jianwei said they're famous in Yishun. Hohs, i see :] And, lover was bored t death at home. Nobody asked her out &amp;amp; she's rotting herself all day long. She kept calling me &amp; msg-ing me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lover,do ring me up &amp;amp; chat when you're really dying off okay. I promise you tmr will be your day.Okayokay? :D Love ya so much,till crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, some malay guys really have big big biggy eyes! O.0 And, I lied t one boy that I stayed at Rosewood Condo, woodlands. And, he was so excited. &amp; I kept asking him nonsense like: Why didn't I see you before in my condo? And, he said: I lived opposite there. Like ohmytian, I almost fainted.'Cause all along I was playing a fool with him, &amp;amp; he was playing with me too! &amp; he bloody fucking believed that I have no __. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait t see my honeybum &amp;amp; lover tmr! DOUBLEYAYS. :D I will blog again when I have the time. And, still have loads of photos unload yet. Be patient! Miss ya guys alot! Okay, I really have t go now. I'm late for work! Hah! Spend such a fun time here blogging &amp;amp; forgetting the time. Hohs, I've got t wake Monster up now. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our love will stay in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116416006235117416?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116416006235117416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116416006235117416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116416006235117416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116416006235117416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-early-in-morning-forgetting-time.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116403422208122782</id><published>2006-11-20T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:50:25.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, I wore black from head t toe today. I looked like a emo kid though :\ &amp;, xiaowu even said: "Wah, you see me wear like this you bully me. Its my job lor, if not I won't wear like that. You just wait, one day I will wear my gothic clothes &amp;amp; coloured contact lens like you. Just wait!" Lmao/ I swear I can't be bothered with him :] 'Cause devil really hates him alot. Today they almost quarrel &amp; devil wants t beat xiaowu in the public. Ha-ha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Meet devil, marilyn &amp; jingjing t meet jack. &amp;amp; jack blanja us t cab down t orchard Mac. He blanja us drinks &amp; breakfast .[: &amp;amp; I start work at around wisma. Monster Mojojojo was working in Plaza Sing' but had no idea why he suddenly popped out infront of me. And, he start t snatch my costumers away. Hah! &amp; he was buayba tday. 'Cause I was sitting next t devil &amp;amp;, monster was beside devil. Devil then told monster something, hinting him something: " Anthea kept missing someone lor." And, devil continued, " No lah, she miss me(: " Then, monster said: " I so cute, she want miss also miss me lah." Like what the hell, I continued touching my hair &amp; pretend I didn't hear anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry xiaowu. I still feel upset about that stuff just now. But still, you're really a nice person! [: Thanks for meeting me anyway! And, jingjing doesn't want your friend's number :) Hohos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe meeting lover, dabian &amp; honeybum on thurs. Miss them a hell loads! And, I miss Carrie neo already! &lt;em&gt;{ Pls turn up for work tmr! Don't pangseh me because of your soccer again! } &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And, I want that lollipop please, Mr.monster&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116403422208122782?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116403422208122782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116403422208122782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116403422208122782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116403422208122782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-i-wore-black-from-head-t-toe-today.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116390710484443438</id><published>2006-11-19T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T19:31:44.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was feeling effing' bored at home this morning. So, I took out the letters he gave me. I dont know why also, I suddenly feel this urge t open up his letters one by one t read his every singe words. &amp; I saw some sweet words he used t tell me.I found this in one of the letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"If dear want to hear bedtime story I will read to dear. " Liang zhi xiao zhu", story is sweet and short. The wolf want to blow down the house of the small pig made up of bricks. Big pig is more clever, he build a house made up of love and he kept small pig in his heart. Never ever let her out. The wolf blow and puff, &amp; died. As long as our heart links together, we wont be separated.Its fate tat let us love each other again after we have broken up. Even if in our next lives we become enemies, im already content, as long as I meet you again. Even if this life we cant get married, we will build our pig house next life. I promise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sighs! I also realised I did not do the things that I've promised him t. Like, celebrate our 2nd year anniversary together, watch the stars together more, say Goodnight t him every night, watch the 100th movie &amp; etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We used t write our own story. &amp; I saw this zhu version 3 he wrote for me. People who dont wish t read it, its okay.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HIS 3RD VERSION:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Da zhu and xiaozhu really wan to be together. But the wolf kept pulling xiaozhu away. Xiaozhu cry and cry.Dazhu saw le very very sad. Dazhu hart really broken. Maybe letting xiaozhu go is a better choice ba. Dazhu tot to himself. But dazhu really knew xiaozhu already hart pain, dont wanna hurt her more. N dazhu promised her tat they would nvr be separated by wolf again. Dazhu nvr tot of breaking up,nvr even tot of it. nvr. Xiaozhu wrote a letter which hurt his heart deeply. Xiaozhu had the same thinking wif dazhu also. But xiaozhu suffered so much, dazhu cannot because of small things jiu let xiaozhu go. Somemore dazhu really love xiaozhu deeply in his heart.&lt;em&gt;{ really? }&lt;/em&gt;If dazhu really let xiaozhu go,will she be happy? Xiaozhu in this world only got one. Dazhu and xiaozhu must stick together, nvr separate. Both pigs in the end win the wolf. Wolf kept quiet and left the pighouse. From then on, they lived happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guessed he has also forgotten the story that he has wrote. Its been so long, so long since I last wrote another zhu version for him. I shall write the next version here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dazhu &amp; xiaozhu fen kai le. They used t love each other so much[: &amp;amp; put so much trust &amp; hope in their little relationship, trying t make it last long. Xiaozhu tried t make dazhu happy everyday, but they were always unhappy. They decided t go separate ways. Although they have not been contacting each other for months, xiaozhu hai dui dazhu nian nian bu wang. Xiaozhu miss dazhu alot. &amp;amp; her friends always told her t return back t dazhu. But, whenever she had made up her mind t get back together with dazhu, there's always another thing which made her unhappy held her back. Everynight she would think back of the past &amp; shed tears for dazhu. When she's feeling upset, she will look out of the window t look for stars.(: She miss dazhu's presence.&amp;amp; she miss lying on dazhu's chest. Listening t his every single heartbeat,following his breathing &amp; hearing his loud snores. She miss covering dazhu's eyes &amp;amp; playing with him. Licking his face &amp; poking his nose up t look like pig. She miss holding dazhu's hand &amp;amp; all his teddybear hugs. She miss riding on the bike with him.She miss sitting in playgrounds &amp; counting the stars. She miss him. She miss almost everything about him.She really wants t continue their love story but when she thinks of how dazhu always suffer under their relationship, she would not tell him how she feels towards him. She claimed that she has given up on dazhu, &amp;amp; shall not think of him anymore. But deep inside her heart, she's not able t let go of him &amp; this 1year+ relationship. Today, she wish the best for him. Ai yi ge ren. bu yi ding yao zai yi qi. As long as he's happy, I'm contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's the end of this version. I guess there won't be another version again. Hopefully, dazhu can find another one he truly loves &amp; forget about xiaozhu. Xiaozhu is also trying very hard t forget him. Perhaps, they're really not meant t be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I read some of his letters &amp; I decided t put them away. Its really heart-breaking when I read his every words. When I see how he used t write &amp;amp; express his love for me. (: When I see how he used t end off his letter with a simple "I love you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been typing so long, &amp; I realised my hands are tired. Every story has an ending. But, is our story a sweet one?That's all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, Monster Mojojojo! [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116390710484443438?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116390710484443438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116390710484443438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116390710484443438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116390710484443438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-was-feeling-effing-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116382775934494788</id><published>2006-11-18T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:22:18.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Woke up so damn early at 7 when devil called me. Didn't get t sleep much the night before. So had no choice but t apply much eye shadow t cover my puffy eyes. Then, meet the bunch of girls at cck. &amp; we were changing trains when I walked past this stupid guy, &amp;amp; he said t his friend "wah, see her eyes". Dammit :&lt;br /&gt;Rolled down t orchard t meet jack &amp; msg-ed &lt;u&gt;MONSTER(:&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; Yuanyin honeybum on the way. We sat down on the bus but this stupid &lt;em&gt;laochabor&lt;/em&gt; said: Got alot of people, you kids better don't sit. See this signboard? { &lt;em&gt;she points t it&lt;/em&gt; } It's meant for us, old people, you kids better let us have the seat. &amp; some old man aboard the bus &amp;amp; I let one of them sit(: { &lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't want t sit with that stupid old woman also!&lt;/em&gt; }Then devil followed. &amp; sugarrush was getting up, but this stupid &lt;em&gt;laochabor&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt; told her: Don't laugh. Da da fang fang let him sit. Sugarrush was getting up already! But she kept giggling non-stop. I was about t argue back at her already luh! Spastic old woman.WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack knew my secret already. 'Cause Rose { &lt;em&gt;haha!&lt;/em&gt; } told him. Awww. Start work at Tampines but these two &lt;em&gt;ahlians&lt;/em&gt;, who claimed they were "sec1s" , came up t us and #&amp;amp;*%^! . From far, I heard her scolding me 'Fuck off, 'cause she was just jealous that we reached there first. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get this right, we came here first. Only because your eyes are more glittering than mine, you can throw your weight around? It isn't all fault okay! Hohs, if you're sec1, I'm primary 5 then(: Suckers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So skipped down t PlazaSing' just t see Monster! Sat outside Starbucks &amp; looked at Monster's every movement. Lmao/ Soon leave the place 'cause monster said there were police around. Like wth, we get lost in DoubyGhaut &amp;amp; we could only contact through phones.): &amp; we were separated. Sigh! So, nevermind. We met in orchard mrt again. Talked t monster back there. He rebond his frindge, no wonder it looks so long :/ &amp;amp; he kept calling me lollipop -___- Hehehe. BAHHHS. Then, changed place t work &amp; met some idiotic &amp;amp; '&lt;em&gt;niao'&lt;/em&gt; ahbengs in cine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just feel happy t blog bout Monster Mojojojo!(: Wenta eat at bugis. Omg! I swear that we were laughing like some mad women! We kept HAHAHEHEHOHHOHGAGA all day long. Different kinds of laughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shall not blog about other stuff. I'll not hurt anyone again.(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116382775934494788?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116382775934494788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116382775934494788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116382775934494788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116382775934494788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/woke-up-so-damn-early-at-7-when-devil.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116368666499037079</id><published>2006-11-16T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:22:21.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Night out with my sugarrush is fun! But after I got an sms from baobei &amp; another call from chunkiat, my whole mood changed. However, I still said that hurtful words out. The words that I forced myself t say. Yes, it has got nothing t do with me. 'Cause I've made it very clear - He shall disappear from my life. Still, I kept pondering over the stuff that I had said t them :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted t buy lollipops, so I went 7-11. But there was only one cola flavour left, &amp;amp; the wrapper is torn. So, I was like shouting outside 7-11, t burn down it. T burn it down! Yep, I was not in a good mood. Thus, I said those silly words &amp; do strange things. So, went t another shop t look for cola lollipops, 'cause sugarrush wants me t blanja her. And, this stupid shop was only left with two colas &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;!&lt;/strong&gt; both wrappers were of different colours. Like what the hell! One was dark blue, &amp; the other was lighter in colour. &amp;amp; we were laughing our ass off, almost everyone looked at us. &amp; the stupid uncle of the shop laughed along with us -_____- And,we were playing scissors paper stone. Whoevers win shall take the darker cola. I know we're lame(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sat outside Mac &amp;amp; crap. Wait for devil's call &amp; we headed down t cck. Oh, I just spammed Sugarrush's blog. &lt;em&gt;Whooyeehx,ii jusx spammed herr bloqq.hehehex.iim sho touched dhat she love miie.whhehs.&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp;, See! I'm so nice, I accompanied her t shopping today. Gonna meet her tmr again(: Hope she doesn't beat me again.Hohs! { &lt;em&gt;song boh? aunty, everytime beat me. not pain sia, actually very song.-___-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;beat me more hor&lt;/em&gt;. }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil asked me t go back t work. Like, sighs! I don't wanna see Jack anymore lah, but my friends kept pestering me t go back &amp; all. So, I guessed I'll give it another try tmr? Hopefully, I can see Johnathan? :\ Laughs! I missed call Benno kor. 'Cause I miss him. &amp;amp; he missed call me back. 'Cause he miss me too(: What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I LOVE CARRIE HELLA LOTS LIKE PLEASE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&amp;amp; MISS HER A WHOLE CANDY LOTS! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell! She spammed me back.&lt;br /&gt;Be a good girl, stop spamming me alright [:&lt;br /&gt;CARRIE NEO, I KNOW YOUR DIRTY LITTLE SECRET(:&lt;br /&gt;WE SHALL WEAR &lt;u&gt;NAKED&lt;/u&gt; TMR?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT CRAP! BOOHOOS/ YOU WEAR NAKED YOURSELF AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall be a happy girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116368666499037079?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116368666499037079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116368666499037079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116368666499037079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116368666499037079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/night-out-with-my-sugarrush-is-fun-but.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116365023089863945</id><published>2006-11-16T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:11:59.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I couldn't get t sleep last night. Thinking of those fucking past again. &amp; it's not everything bout him. But partly, it was(: And, I kept tossing &amp;amp; turning on my bed. Daddy then returned from work, but he didn't bought supper for me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dabian said she wants t put all her memories in genting &amp; leave it there. But lover said next time when she visit genting again, she would think back of the past. So, I told them that I wanna &lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt; t put all my memories in Hongkong &amp;amp; never bring them back. But still, I couldn't do that. I'm trying very hard, trying t let go. Someday, somehow I will (: &amp; I told lover t leave all her memories in india{ laughs } &amp;amp; start afresh/ She couldn't do that too. Sighs! Forget bout that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Friends close t me know that I'm always dreaming of my love life t be very fairy-tale like. Now, no more! 'Cause fairytales do not exist. Yes?(: Meeting my sugarrush soon. Bye people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I lie awake at night, see things in black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116365023089863945?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116365023089863945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116365023089863945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116365023089863945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116365023089863945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-couldnt-get-t-sleep-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116356748633080503</id><published>2006-11-15T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:40:57.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back from my check-up.I spent a few hours there, almost bored t death. The stupid X-ray made me waited so long, &amp; there's no one I can sms.Pouts/ I can buy three months of contact lens form the X-ray money lah! But it's okay. Doctor says my spine has improved. My next check-up will be ten months later.Sighs! I'm jealous. It's unfair! 'Cause my brother went for his chalet &amp;amp; leave me alone at home. I wanted t go &amp; ton for two nights 'cause I know his friends too. But he refused t bring me along. Fuck eh. Sighs! &amp;amp; I didn't have the chance t blog these fews days 'cause he hogged on the computer all t himself all day long. I hate staying at home, 'cause I'll think back of the past. I prefer t meet up with my friends who I can confide my problems in. Like lover, dabian &amp; darling, I guess they're the only ones who understand how I am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aarone Tan nagged me last night again. That I always go out &amp;amp; spent mum's money. He wants me t find a job &amp; spend my own money. But I have no lobangs. Oh ya, met adrain on the train &amp;amp; he told me t go back t work- sell pens. He said he will put me under him &amp; he would train me. &amp;amp; he kept explaining &amp; blahblahblah. But I just keep nodding my head. Then I changed subject, I then asked bout him &amp;amp; huiping.(: I'm sick of selling pens. No way am I going back t see Jack. Boohoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's recall on what happened on monday.&lt;br /&gt;Spent a day at sentosa with aiaidabian &amp; my lover. We did drank alot of salt water. Lols. &amp;amp; we encountered three same incidents. Three lame ones. We were playing under the water when one girl told her friend, who's a boy that he's wanted 'cause we're looking at him. Omfg. Another bunch of older teenagers were playing splish-splash near us when another girl shouted t her friend, another boy, that we're looking at him. Lols? &amp; when we were at the counter, a lady said t a guy that we're waiting for him. Like what the hell! We wasn't even looking at those boys 'cause they're not as cute as barney! And, I wonder why we had three same weird incidents which took place on that day. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I was funny lah. 'Cause I wore a jeans with belts, mascara on, contact lenses, hairband &amp;amp; shoes when I know that we're going t play water. Dabian &amp; panda wore only simple shirt, shorts &amp;amp; slippers. So, dabian lent me her extra shorts &amp; lover lent me her extra slippers. Okay, am I funny? Please laugh. Ha-ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at Jp after Palawan. Played some childish car race in arcade. Some guys behind us were instructing me the direction. Laughs, &amp;amp; I felt someone touched my head, so I turned behind t see who it is but I saw a small boy smiling t me. &amp; the guys were laughing. -____- I wonder what's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we went ToyRus! I immediately searched for barney {!} &amp; I used barney t attack lover's elmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BARNEY&amp;amp;ELMO'SBIGFIGHT&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gaga-s/ &amp; stupid elmo's big eyes hit my head. OUCH! &amp;amp; I almost cried my eyes out 'cause it was really painful. &amp; I was cursing &amp;amp; beating lover. She apologised- &amp; elmo wanted t sayang barney &amp;amp; shake hands with barney. But barney refused t accept elmo's apology. *Ignores. And, we played hide&amp;seek inside toyRus :) BAHHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mentioned that devil is not only kind-hearted but evil too? Lols, kind-hearted but evil. Anw, I was pissed when she called C------- &amp;amp; asked some nonsense. &lt;b&gt;And!&lt;/b&gt; she claimed that she was my sis. For your information people, Anthea tan has only 4 elder brothers &amp; no sisers :] And, C------- was angry too, &amp;amp; there was totally nothing going on between us okay. It's all the past &amp; stop playing this prank on me, alright./sighs! Holy, for my sake, stop asking me questions regarding penguins. I'm in love with barney now. No more penguins, please(: But I'm still not letting &lt;u&gt;HAPPYFEET&lt;/u&gt; off. Happy feet is a cute movie, I'll not miss it just because of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Da ge brought me t BukitBatok for dinner. And, he has many friends who have weird names- gaowun, laobei, ahcao, xiaoqiang{&lt;em&gt;cockroach&lt;/em&gt;}, siaochuan &amp;amp; laolao. Laughs/ I was laughing my ass off when my brother called their silly names. Hohs! My tummy still feels bloated now! Ohno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone told me something. Something bout you in the past. Something that makes me give up on you. &amp; don't worry, I have really gave up on you(: No use keeping all this memories in my heart. I was wrong bout you all along. I said I will never forget you even if we have go separate ways, but now I've made up my mind. I'll erase all the past. I have already choose the path that I want now. I will never miss you anymore, I hate you. I hate you more than how much I've loved you in the past. I told that somebody that I still trust you today. But when that somebody told me that something, I have made up my mind t forget you. From today onwards, you shall disappear in my life. You're nolonger that sweet &amp;amp; kind boy that I trust. All the disappointments made me really hate you. That's all I have t say. I was really wrong bout you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116356748633080503?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116356748633080503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116356748633080503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116356748633080503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116356748633080503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-my-check-up.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116330817531268813</id><published>2006-11-12T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T06:32:03.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Laughoutloud /blogger is mad. Hohs, kept publishing &amp; publishing non-stop. It's really going mad. &amp;amp; I'm going mad too &amp; 3 &amp;amp; 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANTHEA(: you're not my happiness/ says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;barney! barney! barney is a purple dino!(: YAY! abcs &amp; 123s, how t play pretence, barney knows all. dibeihiao/ ahaha, barney's friends are big &amp;amp; small and they come from loads of places. after school they meet t play, &amp; sing with happy faces. barney is so cute. hohs, &amp;amp; purple dino is my goodfriend! You are not, so go away lah. ehehehe, i love barney! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;.!.[o.O].!. [ ChunKiat ] .!.[O.o].!. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;O's Hope to hit my target.. God Bless Me! says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;diaox.. &lt;em&gt;{ laughs! }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know I'm lame. But I simple love barney so much! I kept repeating lover's blog song, &amp; it suddenly stopped! Laugh my ass off. I love barney hella loads(: Barney helps me not t think of the &lt;s&gt;unhappy things&lt;/s&gt;. Yehhhhhh[: I meet barney everynight in my kiddypalace. Woots. &amp;amp; shit, I look so much like a kid. Hah! Barney is my goodfriend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;{ edited }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mum didn't cook my lunch so I asked devil t accompany me t eat. It's boring &amp; lame t eat alone outside. So, kind-hearted devil. Lols, i should name her angel infact. So, devil accompanied me t eat &amp;amp; went lot one t meet johnathan afterthat. 'Cause devil wants t see his new hairstyle. Like wth! &amp; blahblah, hanging at lot one is really boring. So, went home. I was like, bored t death so called dabian t come &amp;amp; find me. Calvin &amp; &lt;u&gt;rachel!&lt;/u&gt; was with her, &amp;amp; so they all came my house. I'm now blogging inside my room. Dabian is beside me, cause calvin &amp; rachel is too noisy, so we left them alone in the living room. *smackthem./ And, dabian kept snatching my television controller away. { &lt;em&gt;naughty her&lt;/em&gt; }'Cause she wanna watch channel8 &amp;amp; I wanna watch cartoon network. Laughs. Gaga. Okay, I shall let dabian blog. Bye now [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116330817531268813?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116330817531268813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116330817531268813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116330817531268813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116330817531268813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/laughoutloud-blogger-is-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116329954099419350</id><published>2006-11-12T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:11:13.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHY?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had a small tiff with kelvin? I told him stuff bout how he took dabian for granted, &amp; okay he shoot me back. Yeah, I know &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt;'s going through alot of crap shit. Crap shit - that's what kelvin said. I understand. 'Cause I'm going through &lt;u&gt;crapshit&lt;/u&gt; too (: &amp;amp; for godness sake, that "betty" is just there t create more problems. Let's not talk bout this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Catch The Grudge 2 with my lover, Missypanda. We were like the only two lame people who screamed &amp; shouted inside the cinema. Laughs/ The scary "pop-up faces" of the ghost really freaked the hell out of us. &amp;amp; lover held the popcorn for me, cause I accidentally toppled some popcorns on her legs when I saw the ghost appear. Laughoutloud. &amp; the floor was indeed very dirty :) Those indian bapoks behind us kept talking &amp;amp; laughing. One guy even put both his legs beside my head. { &lt;em&gt;Cause beside me was an empty seat&lt;/em&gt; } So rude uh! And, they kept shaking their legs&amp; caused us t vibrate &amp;amp; shake with them as well. The girl beside lover became pekchek &amp; turned around t ask them t lower down their volume. And, they were still laughing their ass off. I wonder why we're the only two idiots who were screaming inside the cinema :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We headed t arcade afterthat. * Details missing. Dammit, lover kept banging her car against me. &amp;amp;,so sad - I lost t her. (: I shall defeat her the next round. Yay! &amp; I went back t the playground t see my artpiece. Not artpiece. Hurtful words, infact. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; you said the rain washed them away. Yesterday it was raining heavily again, but I could still see the words. It would still be there after years [:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thoughts raced through my mind again. &amp; lover accompanied me till westwood terrace. &amp;amp; I walked the lonely &amp; dark road back. &amp;amp; Oh hell, my shoes got dirtied by the muddy water. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why? I have alot of questions inside my mind which I wanna ask. But, I don't wanna ask anymore 'cause when I've got the answer, I'll ask why again / WHYWHYWHY? ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116329954099419350?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116329954099419350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116329954099419350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116329954099419350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116329954099419350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/whyhad-small-tiff-with-kelvin-i-told.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116321519494124678</id><published>2006-11-11T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:01:45.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No one exactly knows how I am feeling. Well, perhaps only my lover.(: Sigh! I'm like, I don't know how t explain. RAH! The feeling is coming back again. You know what's the feeling? The feeling of being jealous. Blah, I don't know. I feel like crying out. Anw, this is just a random post. I feel so dumped by one side. Like, I'm being dumped in a corner. &amp; everyone's ignoring me. Like, sigh! Forget it. I wanted so much t be happy! Last night msg-ed with lover, &amp;amp; we said we don't want &lt;s&gt;happiness&lt;/s&gt;. 'Cause our happiness isn't true. Whine/ I'm such a useless thang. I really hate this feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I wish I had never met you before. I used t say that I won't regret. &amp;amp; now, I hate this feeling. I'm not feeling good when I'm jealous. I might do any silly stuff just t get back at that person. You left behind so many sweet memories, but all these &lt;s&gt;sweet&lt;/s&gt; memories made me feel so unhappy. Sigh, don't wanna mention all these anymore. They are just craps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116321519494124678?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116321519494124678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116321519494124678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116321519494124678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116321519494124678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-one-exactly-knows-how-i-am-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116312273470245343</id><published>2006-11-10T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T06:02:50.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lover wants me t call kaka for conference but you know, I don't wanna be an extra. &amp; lover was angry(: Sorry! Forgive me, will you? You must understand! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes, you must :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, spent my yesterday at lavender getting my passport photo changed &amp;amp; my brother's renewed. Dad's thinking of going t Hongkong during the decs. Yay! (: Hongkong is my fave country. Yesyes, I can't wait for decs t come! Beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; Saw mervin's baby son, &lt;u&gt;enzo&lt;/u&gt;! He's so adorable, MYGAWD. He has that little tail behind. &amp;, he's really ke ai! (: I want my future baby t grow a little tail behind too. Oh, maybe I would want my baby t be called Barney. Hah! &lt;u&gt;ILOVEBARNEY(:&lt;/u&gt; Barney is a cute name! But now it's too early t say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch &lt;u&gt;The Grudge 2!&lt;/u&gt; I feel like watching it with MISSYpanda. 'Cause I miss her panda screams, roaring &amp;amp; kisses! I feel like screaming. I think I will scream my lungs out. &amp; I think I will cause an earthquake. No, I think I would only scream till Panda covers my mouth (: Oh, what the hell I'm talking/ Okay nevermind,I'm off t buy breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG SORRY T MY LOVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ Hohs, she's still angry! }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So I wait for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; the courage t say how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm thinking alot of things inside my mind. Dabian is feeling very upset too. Cos of &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;.(: SIGH! I don't wanna think too much. I wanna be happy. { &lt;em&gt;But I just can't seems t do so&lt;/em&gt; } &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Frowns, frowns, frowns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mum onced told me that &lt;s&gt;men&lt;/s&gt; are jerks. Including my daddy :\ Sigh, I'm stressed up now. But I see no need t explain what happened. Thanks lover,dabian &amp;amp; baobei for sharing my problems. Groans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116312273470245343?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116312273470245343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116312273470245343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116312273470245343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116312273470245343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/lover-wants-me-t-call-kaka-for.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116295891752205907</id><published>2006-11-08T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:57:56.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/th_Shou28.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/th_Shou28.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;IT'S SHOU (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/th_shouanimated2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/th_shouanimated2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ANIMATED SHOU.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/th_yami01014uc.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/th_yami01014uc.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! I'M CRAZY OVER SHOU!(:&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/37156165-116295891752205907?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116295891752205907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116295891752205907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116295891752205907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116295891752205907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-shou-animated-shou.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116295831069641425</id><published>2006-11-08T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:57:19.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mum went t collect my result slip. I wanted t go with her, but I couldn't get my lazy ass out of bed. &amp; I had six F9s over ten subjects. Teachers all complained bout me, that I bullied Yuchen or whatever shit. Seriously, am I that bad like how they commend on me? That I'm bad in class &amp;amp; do nonsensical stuff in school. &amp; Ms.fong wanna call dad again. Cos dad has work today, &amp;amp; he can't meet her. I'm tired of all these, shall cut short on them. Mum's nagging again. Blahblah! Only had Shou t cheer me up now. { &lt;em&gt;Laughs&lt;/em&gt; }I've still got loads of Shou's photos. Sorry if you guys don't like the pics, but I like them (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;Blasting my loud speaker, listening t both sad &amp; happy songs. I dont know what I'm thinking inside my mind now. I'm having terrible moodswings. I'm bored. &lt;s&gt;Very&lt;/s&gt; bored. I don't like it when I'm bored. Cause I'll do stupid things. Such as, pulling of hair, messing up my whole house, spam peoples' blog &lt;em&gt;{!}&lt;/em&gt;, drawing my hands &amp;amp; use a black marker t paint my lips. Oh, I'm not making any sense. Off t watch my brother play ps2, although it's also boring. Bye all [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116295831069641425?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116295831069641425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116295831069641425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116295831069641425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116295831069641425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/mum-went-t-collect-my-result-slip.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116287145307546215</id><published>2006-11-07T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:54:12.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Catch &lt;u&gt;SINKING OF JAPAN&lt;/u&gt; at marina with Aarone &amp; Aunty Doris(: It was boring at the first part &amp;amp; we almost fell asleep. There were only like 1o people, including us, in the cinema. Hah! I don't quite like this movie, but my heart goes t them when I see how they suffered from the earthquakes. It was touching indeed. Due t the long hours of wearing contact lens, my eyes felt very uncomfortable.&amp; so went home after full supper. Whoowhees[: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We had a super heavy lunch at Seoul Garden. I ate so bloody much! It's been so long since I last ate so much like a hungry ghost. I remembered the last time was with sherna.(: Memories were kept inside my heart. &amp;amp; I'm growing fatter &amp; fatter. I'm lazy t exercise. Growns/ Should control my diet already. Yes, it's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On my way home, saw a little kitten. Meowmeow\ It was rather dark &amp;amp; guess what, I almost stepped on it. LOLS.&amp; it seemed hungry so we feed it with some fries. It looks so adorable! Awww :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He called me last night &amp;amp; asked me some Qns which left me speechless. I really don't know what I can do. I'm in a dilemma, just like how he's feeling now. When he said that he doesn't have much time left, my heart sank 200000m down the sea. I'm totally lost, my mind is all blank. I think through alot for the whole night. Mummy did talked t me before I went t bed. &amp; daddy learnt bout it too after he was back from work. He says there's nothing we can do now. Just pray &amp;amp; hope everything is fine. Mummy was so worried sick for him too. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp; when he asked bout some Qns regarding our r/s, I was totally in a loss for words. But afterall I still managed t say that Yes. That yes means - I will wait for him :) After we end the call, I went t bathe &amp;amp; he called several times without speaking. Mum says he's drunk again. Laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp; yet again, it was a bad night. I hugged snoopy t bed, &amp;amp; the pillow was wet again. Hur, sigh. My mind was plagued by too many "what-ifs" &amp; how he could have avoided this whole mess &amp;amp; trouble if he did not do such a silly act in the first place. What if one day they really took him away? What if it really happens like how he had predicted? What if.. you know, I'm really so afraid. RAHS! Curse that asshole who made the report.I don't know what I can do now, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear boy, you're really silly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116287145307546215?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116287145307546215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116287145307546215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116287145307546215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116287145307546215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/catch-sinking-of-japan-at-marina-with.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116290602368391098</id><published>2006-11-07T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:02:33.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/alice9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/alice9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SHOU! HE'S SO CUTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/alice91.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/alice91.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ALICE NINE! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/Hiroto&amp;Shou.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/Hiroto%26Shou.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HIROTO&amp;SHOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/alice95.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/alice95.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOVE SHOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/1600/alice94.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/4167/200/alice94.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Accompanied devil t reborn her hair. She just permed her hair ytd, &amp; she complained that it's so ugly. So she reborn it today. Such a waste of money. &amp;amp; I reborn my fringe :) &amp;amp; panda lover knows that I'm so crazy with barney! Andand, she puts barney song on her blog. Kisses! Much love t my lover(: Okay, I'm lazy t blog now. But I wanna say - I'M IN LOVE WITH SHOU! Shou is so cute alright! Lols/Alice Nine is so awesome lah!&lt;br /&gt;Love shou! Haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3cTdE_GUhYI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3cTdE_GUhYI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On your speaker t the maximum! Alice Nine is so hot! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116290602368391098?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116290602368391098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116290602368391098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116290602368391098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116290602368391098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/shou-hes-so-cute-alice-nine-hiroto.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116287578120881770</id><published>2006-11-06T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:18:32.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This quiz was given by baobei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Feeling down &amp; so decided t try this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hope it could help me feel better (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. How old do you wish you are?&lt;br /&gt;- sixteen?&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;- Kick the machine &amp;amp; bang it &amp; curse it non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you count yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;- Hm, I don't know :)&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could be fluent in any other languages , what language would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese! &amp;amp;, maybe Tamil? Hah!&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. Ex-westwoodian [:&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;- No, just have a look at them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you believe that opposites attracts?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeap, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;9.Favourite channel?&lt;br /&gt;- Cartoon network!&lt;br /&gt;10. Favourite place to go on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;- Hit town with my girlfriends :]&lt;br /&gt;11.Showers or baths?&lt;br /&gt;- Showers!&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you paint your nails ?&lt;br /&gt;- My toenails only.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm quite straight.&lt;br /&gt;14. What are your phobias??&lt;br /&gt;- LIZARDS! Eeks!&lt;br /&gt;15.Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;16.where would u rather be right now?&lt;br /&gt;- In the world of only us. With so many stars surrounding us (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I know it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;17.Who makes u feel warm n fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;- That special someone.&lt;br /&gt;18.Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;- Heavy.&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you paranoid??&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, I am!&lt;br /&gt;21. What's your favourite pick up line?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Wahlau eh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's your main ring tone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;- Vibration(:&lt;br /&gt;23. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Thinking of something.&lt;br /&gt;24. what did the last text message on your cell phone sae?&lt;br /&gt;- Goodmorning Anthea you wake up le ma? { from that special someone } &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;25. Most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;- Sinking of Japan&lt;br /&gt;26. Name 3 things you have on you at all times&lt;br /&gt;- my heart, his heart &amp; our heart&lt;br /&gt;27. What colour are your bed sheets&lt;br /&gt;- pink&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your fave part of a chicken?&lt;br /&gt;- The part with the most meat. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;29. I can't wait till?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- His case is over. Hope everything is not so bad like how he had expected.&lt;br /&gt;30. How tall are you barefooted?&lt;br /&gt;- 156 or 157cm? I know i'm short [:&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't ask the obvious! How I wish I had one.&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;33. Where do you think you will be in ten years?&lt;br /&gt;- Earth.&lt;br /&gt;34. Last thing you ate&lt;br /&gt;- Last night's fries.&lt;br /&gt;35. Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know.?&lt;br /&gt;36. What's your fave candy?&lt;br /&gt;- Big lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;37. If you had 3 wishes , what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;- Hope he'll be alright. &amp;amp; I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;38. Four random people to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Anybody. Cos my posts can't be copied. Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116287578120881770?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116287578120881770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116287578120881770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116287578120881770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116287578120881770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-quiz-was-given-by-baobei.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116270766834266749</id><published>2006-11-05T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:40:46.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just heard the news from mum that uncle is hitting my aunt &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. Curse that bitch. Im in no position t scold that fucktard, but somehow the word "Im-a-bitch" was already written all over her face. And uncle is hitting &amp; scolding my aunt everyday when he is in the wrong. He's the one who hits his own daughter &amp;amp; wife when he is having another affair outside. Hell, I feel so unfair for aunt lah! Poof/Be gone, you bitch. I'm referring t that asshole, who steals others' husband. Anyway, Im being kPo now(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm bored t death at home, mum askd me t accompany her t shopping. I feel so lethargic :\ So I did not accompany her, &amp; she's off t grandma's house now. T talk bout their usual topics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel like meeting Panda suddenly, but had no idea where's she gone. She did not come online the whole day. Pouts* Okay, Im very&lt;s&gt;very&lt;/s&gt;very bored now. The whole house seems so silent &amp;amp; quiet, although I'm blasting my loud music now. I guess the neighbour will knock on my door soon. Shh. &amp; I'm alone at home now. ]: I hate being alone. ARHBLAHBLAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ And I sit here with a sick grin. Choking as I laugh until I die. }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear everybody, or whoever's listening.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm gonna do me in this time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is all overrated, waiting on my roof again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the &lt;s&gt;end&lt;/s&gt; of my so called life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I haven't seen the sun in about a week &amp;amp; I'm keeping all sharp objects out of reach. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally know the taste of love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a cross between cheap beer and blood with an aftertaste of dry sarcastic speech. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so I guess it's safe t say that we both knew that I'd end up this way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a brain that's clueless &amp; unsure &amp;amp; eyes that hardly ever work, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I guess that's fine I rarely use them anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ehehehe(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp; Oh ya, I just spammed someone's blog. Using my own typing [: &amp;amp; darling gave me 441545121202020 claps! YAYYAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I'm too greedy, I said its not enough. And she decides t give me&lt;br /&gt;55751541221202442012120415114015745107946104512 more (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CHEERS! But I said &lt;u&gt;3741&lt;/u&gt; is enough for me. See, how nice I am. I can't bear t see her hands all red. Hah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh bye Loveeeeys !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116270766834266749?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116270766834266749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116270766834266749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116270766834266749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116270766834266749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-heard-news-from-mum-that-uncle-is.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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-37156165.post-116270152835155874</id><published>2006-11-04T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:25:52.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grrr /I'm so stupid.! RAHH! I delete my &lt;em&gt;emptyheavens&lt;/em&gt; account accidentally &amp; okay, my previous posts are all gone. Call me stupid [: I'm such a bitch. Pissed\But it's okay, &lt;b&gt;what's gone will never be back.&lt;/b&gt; Rah, so I have t blog all over again. &lt;em&gt;Wahlau eh!&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; people, pls re-link me :) If you don't see the need t, I'm fine with it. But thanks God, I did saved my blog template. Anthea Tan is so careless, hell. Alright, enough of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im growing fatter! &lt;em&gt;{HELP!}&lt;/em&gt; I've been eating a hell loads of shit during this goddam holiday. I don't wanna grow fat.Pouts, whine, sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp; Holy, I kept missing this bloody boy. That special boy [: I told myself not t think too much, &amp;amp; continue with a happy life w/o him. But it seems that I can't do so. I kept thinking of the past, the sweet memories. *Pulls hair. What's happening t me again? Nono-no, Im okay (: I'll be alright. Yes, I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've waited for that bloody &lt;em&gt;Pizzahut &lt;/em&gt;&amp; &lt;em&gt;Cafe galilee&lt;/em&gt; 's ring. &amp;amp; I've been sitting near the phone for a day. But they didn't contact me &amp; sugarrush! I doubt I would get the job as a little waitress. ): BIG SIGH. I needed money. Yes, im desperate for money. But I also need a job t kill time. I can't possibly spent my everyday out at malls, friends' house or sleeping at home right.? So, pls ring me. PRAY :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've not collected my result slip yet. My report book is with me, I also have no idea why. While the others' report books are with the tcher, mine is sleeping at home for the whole term :/ Hohhohs. Still dont know what subjects I'm taking next year. &amp;amp; I've not got the next year booklist yet. I'm such a useless bum ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had a very weird dream last night. I dreamt that I went for a funeral held in Westwood Cafeteria !Laughs/ such a weird but funny dream. And, I saw that mad woman Carrie neo there. Hey, I guess I miss her too much. Laugh out loudly, such a weird dream I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, Im still damn pissed off with the blogger thing. Blame my stupidity &amp; carelessness. Totally fucked-up. Boohoos \Simply feeling very lousy now, not in the best mood t blog. Ciaos [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her feelings she hides, her dreams she can't find.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's losing her mind, she's falling behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;{ IMISS&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&amp;amp;ILOVE&lt;u&gt;YOU &lt;/u&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;the stars are hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;you said they don't shine &amp;amp; sparkle for &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;because we're &lt;s&gt;separated&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37156165-116270152835155874?l=highonhotheels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/feeds/116270152835155874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37156165&amp;postID=116270152835155874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116270152835155874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37156165/posts/default/116270152835155874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonhotheels.blogspot.com/2006/11/grrr-im-so-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>HIGHONHOTHEELS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07017944693657816109</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>
