<?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-8157874089953488992</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:38:52.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insouciant.lover</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-371128126176310598</id><published>2008-11-27T06:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:48:26.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; guess what; i'm having more fun, now that we're done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm addicted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; pink's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; new song so what. Even though i was kinda shocked when i discovered she's bi. but well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;SO WHAT?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went shopping with amanda and deslin yesterday. Finally, amanda is free. HA! sheee.. forever busy. As usual, i was late(:. ha! I was supposed to buy my pants but the things were just too expensive. I guess the financial meltdown syndrome is really kicking in. Anyway, went to m(phosis or whatever and apparently, it's pronounced as emphasis. wtf. all these chimster words are so.. the .. cheem. Ah and i found out that they sell cheap shoes. coolio. and those flippy floppy cute slippers are there too(: whoots. i like(; it's only  $13(:  i like. chip.. valy the chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;went home at about 5pm. Went for dinner at some chicken rice stall. and i got a stomach ache, immediately. freak. it was diahoorea.... sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story- don't eat from that chicken rice stall!&lt;br /&gt;simple(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah and we ordered pizza a couple of days ago. I called pizza hut and they managed to deliver the pizza but funnily, the idiot typed  MS SIHUI, 66 KALLANG BAHRU. wth. i'm suhui madam. and i don't live at kallang bahru. .. diao&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, we got the pizza so that's the main thing. expensive!. but it's alright. my mum was the one paying. so i don't have to part with my beloved $$$$. besides, she's doing a good deed, she's helping to stimulate and revive the economy(: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading photos tommmorow because it's photo day and i like(: anyway, i think you peeps are bored reading words. ..T.T TATA ANYWAY, BYEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/DCIM/100MSDCF/DSC02025.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-371128126176310598?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/371128126176310598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=371128126176310598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/371128126176310598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/371128126176310598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-what-im-having-more-fun-now-that.html' title='&amp; guess what; i&apos;m having more fun, now that we&apos;re done'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-695571995399530926</id><published>2008-11-23T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:34:06.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQQ</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's bbq was quite fun. But now i've been straddled with a effing sorethroat. Idk what caused it but i think it was either the dory or the satay. I brought my blades along but it was raining so heavily when we reached east coast park so we waited under the shelter for the rain to slowwwww down. Unfortunatetly, it didn't T.T so..  we went to changi beach. it was on the same stretch that we passed when we went for the sec two adventure moe camp.. the runway stretch for aeroplanes to land. after travelling the runway for like a long long long long long long long time. we finally landed at the park. I was like so tired by then and a little hungry. I didn't get to blade because of the stupid weather and we just sat under the shelter and ate. GRRRR. after eating the satay or the fish or whatever, i had a bad bad bad bad bad sorethroat. OH GOD. now i've got a sorethroat and it's so effing annoying. ...... we played bingo lotto which is like some gambling game and i didn't even win a single round. I FELT SO NOOB. hahah. but it was fun(: so yeah. OTHERS were like winning and i was going into deficit. i had to like borrow from people. ..somemore one guy won like 3 times. GRRRRRR. i just have bad luck. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and aunty nancy's new garfield umbrealla accidentally landed in the dump with all the food. i had to wash it.. hahaaa... finally after clearing we went home at about 2am.everyone was nice. plus(: i got a free shirt ! yayay. from aunty magaret. whoots. thanks thanks(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i woke up with a sorethroat. but i can live with it. Today the stupid father of mine was so freaking irritating. he kept shouting at me for no reason. thats why i just walied out of the house. .... he's a lunatic. everyone knows that thank goodness. . i gtg. tata gonna take a bath. tommorow i've got job  interview.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-695571995399530926?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/695571995399530926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=695571995399530926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/695571995399530926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/695571995399530926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/bbqq.html' title='BBQQ'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-3898368644048442543</id><published>2008-11-19T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:59:39.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, uncle wong the great ( my father) ahem* went to geylang library to borrow books. Of course, his good daughter which is suhui the majestic.. hahaha. decided to borrow some books. So i borrowed some ghost story books and grabed book 18 of singapore true ghost stories from auny narcy. (nancy).. The books ah, wha lacks entertaiment value and what shits. Then uncle wong told me what story what shit about some actors who acted in cursed movies.. The way he describe ah, wha i became sibeh scared. And i told him, wha, you're a better ghost story writer than those books that i have read. Uncle wong, being an uncle, probably didn't understand what the shit i was saying, and took offence! he started screaming at me for telling him that! what the hell!? Secretly, i though he was possessed. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough of this lame shit. He was probably in a foul mood. well, that's normal. The next day, i think it was on tuesday, aunty nancy told me even more ghost stories. Now i'm so freaking scared i can't even pee properly. I need someone to stand next to me or something LOL. Yah, at least today was better! I could go to the toilet to pee by myself. so see, suhui makes such marked improvements! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, watched madagascar 2 yesterday. hahah it was superbly funny. Eh, when i laughed ah, this idiot middle aged man seated next to me started giving me the furtive look. WTF. do you have a sense of humor dude?! hahah. .. everyone is laughing, everyone except you. freak. hahaha. okay who cares about that mopeng guy. lols. haslin doon bought some popcorn. SO damn expensive. haha yah i valy the chip skate. lol. i bought wedges for like 5 bucks. money fly away. plus i topped up my card. so i was so broke. It was me, haslin, popcorn and the wedges. no drink ;'( GRR . i was so thirsty! &lt;img alt="http://www.aisleone.net/wp-content/2007/07/coke.jpg" src="http://www.aisleone.net/wp-content/2007/07/coke.jpg" /&gt;this was what i wanted. either that or that human skin drink( the white fugus one) i call it human skin because admit it, it does look like human skin! ahhahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home broke! AND! MY MOTHER AND MY MAID TOOK SO LONG TO COME HOME.  so the poor me waited like for 024972309472 3 years before they finally arrived. imagine all the pain i went through.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, hahah the good thing is that i had CHEESY BRATWURST SAUSAGES FOR DINNER HAHAAH. yay!     ...after that stone stone stone. then watched tv. grrrrr and then slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO MY FATHER'S CLINIC TODAY. but... hahha lazy suhui's trademark. sleep. yes and besides, i wouldnn't want to go to that freaky place after aunty narcy told me it was a former motuary. ARGHHH.. okay i'm not mentioning the hospital cause it would affect my father's rice bowl , and it turn, my rice bowl HHAHAHA (: kk&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-3898368644048442543?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3898368644048442543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=3898368644048442543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3898368644048442543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3898368644048442543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH!!!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7298816962220214086</id><published>2008-11-16T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T06:35:15.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>Ha just now i posted but the post didn't get through. Anyway, today i had a massive bodyache stomache and what nots. ALL THANKS TO THE VACCINE. ha! hey.. maybe i should inject myself more with that vaccine cause it reduces appetitie muahahhaa. then i'll be a bamboo and skinny (: yay. Oh you know recently my mum bought some weird thing like fibrogel, except that it's the what you call organic version. fibrogel is synthetic i think. anyways, the purpose of drinking that green shit is to well, make you shit. Don't worry, your shit won't be green. it'll be your normal color. The shop aunty said i can lose weight. wha i hear happy liao. Anyway, i think my mum is kinda vain too, although she doesn't say it. but she bought it. whooots. However, there is a trade off. it tastes totally retarded and ... makes you feel like you're eating grass. MOOO! we've become cows. T.T hahahaa... my father is so conscious about his diet. he is forever looking into diet books to see what new fangle diet he can try. According to the great uncle wong ( my father) boiling,steaming and whatever grilling and what shit, IS BAD FOR HEALTH. so health junkies watch out. but i must first forewarn you that if you don't use any of those cooking methods, then you have to eat food raw. so if you're rich congrats, you can buy sashimi everyday and go crazy. But if you don't like sashimi the you have to become a cow. T.T hahaha so when you eat your grass meal you say moo if it's nice. if not, then you say.... erm. let me think. you say baaaaa.. hahahahah okay lame. yuck. the cow in this picture is like cockeyed =.+ hahah okay i think all cows are cockeyed so it doesn't make much of a difference. lol&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 665px; height: 496px;" alt="http://www.thedjlinkdomain.co.uk/pictures/cute/cow.jpg" src="http://www.thedjlinkdomain.co.uk/pictures/cute/cow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... Oh yes and i have to apologise to hannah for pangsehing her for church shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;okay hannah so this is dedicated to you. sorrrryyyyy i didn't go to church today. i had a bad ache. grrrrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;T.T it was the stupid vaccine. either that i got sick just by looking at that cow there hahahah .. okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;warning:the next part contains some boring philosiphical stuff. if you hate this kinda thing skip to the next part. thank you noobers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;anyways, something that i have learnt from the hols. one thing is never ever ever doubt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;idk wth i'm writting this but i have my reasons. Whatever people say about you half the time is just out to spite you because their jelous of you. Don't ever get pushed or bossed around by people and stand by your own rights cause no one can change you for who you are. stand by your views, and don't get too affected by what others say about you. Just focus on your life goals and sort out the important things from those non important things. Prioritise, and stop worry from getting to you because the time spent on worrying could well be spent living in the now rather than ruminating about the past. Because what you think is what you get, so thinking too much about the bad past will only make you relive the past again, one more time. Now who would want to do that? Anyway, the moral of this whole "story" is to buang whatever unccessary things out of your brain and you can do that by telling yourself that it's not anything to do with your life goal and thus is not productive. okay. that's all i have to say peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;END OF SECTION.. RETURN TO NORMAL READING. HAHHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great. a load of my chest. anyways, today is a great day.holidays are so much more fun than school. yayea.. i'm a little tired now. my eyes are exploding. hahahah. brain a little tired. ah ttul later.  bored. anyone as bored as me can I.M me on msn or call hahaahhaa gimme a holler teh_su_su@Hotmail.com hahahaa. my brain is malfucntioning. (again) vaccine's fault. ARGHHHT.T..T.T.TT.T irritating. everything is the vaccines fault hahaha. can use vaccine as an excuse for everything lols. but i really got body ache now. tata. i think i also need to use the toilet again.. laosai..hahaha. extra info.. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7298816962220214086?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7298816962220214086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7298816962220214086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7298816962220214086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7298816962220214086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7397377361925346192</id><published>2008-11-15T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:42:28.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back(:</title><content type='html'>Hello noobers(: hahahaa i havent' posted for a long time so i finally did today. the world rejoice. hahaha. anyway. i keep thinking it's sunday today. don't know why so weird. Today is sunday right? okay it's not it's saturday. Lol. yesterday i was in a bad mood at night donno why maybe i had a brain malfunction.. T.T. and then the thing about thinking today's sunday. Yah i think my brain's seriously gone case. banged. hahahhaa. okay. Nothing happpened much just living day to day lor. T.T hahaha. glad it's the holidays CAUSE I SO FREAKING HATE SCHOOL. and today i had my stupid jab. supp to protect against cervical cancer. T.T diao. omgod. i feel so emo now. my arm is like paikar. that's the problem when you get two noobish parents. GAH! whenever got the "latest" vaccine ah, sure i kana one. some more i'm the only kid at home. so maybe i have to take the rap for my brothers!.ahahaha just kidding(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday or a few days ago i bought the canmake glam fur mascara. so much better than the stupid maybeline supposedly volume curl one. apparently, my maid said their lipsticks suck too. okay so the moral of the story is to not buy maybelline products. yah anyway, maybeline is made in china. and i THINK canmake is made in japan. &gt;&gt; neh see the jap words. so hahah. scared later got melamine. hahahaa..&lt;img src="http://www.shopcrazy.com.ph/wp-content/images/2008/03/maybelline-vex-hyper-curl.jpg" title="maybelline-vex-hyper-curl.jpg" alt="maybelline-vex-hyper-curl.jpg" align="left" hspace="10" /&gt;&lt;img style="position: relative; float: right; margin-left: 5px;" src="http://images.plariex.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/R7f2ugoKCnkAAHe9yME1/IMG-0885.jpg?et=Ul9xqvLx3tJ6KEqYesre7w&amp;amp;nmid=82390708" width="225" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyways, let me tell you a hilarious melamine joke.( from my friend)&lt;br /&gt;part of the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;me:" shaddap lah you. you go geylang lah"&lt;br /&gt;friend:" no i dowan.&lt;br /&gt;me:" why?&lt;br /&gt;friend:" the china prostitutes breast milk got melamine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH it was damn hilarious. okay don't get it? too bad. can buang or bang your head and sit in the corner and sob. hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;i wass laughing so hard i nearly fell off the chair. hahaha god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah anyway, I can't think straight today. i think the stupid vaccine is working up. now not only my arm is paikar, my brain is dead too. brainblock.. i'm experiecing brainmalfuctions and slow reactions and delayed whatever you name it.;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my stupid handpphone is dying. ANYONE ELSE HAS MY GODMANN PHONE? THE W910I????!! it keeps spoliing. looks like everything near me or anything that belongs to me is starting to malfunction too. sheesh gah shit.. WHAT A BLABLALBA unlucky and screwed up day. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;img style="width: 241px; height: 273px;" alt="http://www.pocketpicks.co.uk/latest/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/070615%20W910i%203.jpg" src="http://www.pocketpicks.co.uk/latest/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/070615%20W910i%203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out with yellow gorilla next week! whoootssss.. hahahah finally....in case you are wondering who yeellow gorilla is, she is my retard teacher. and i'm her black gorilla. number one... haiz. she's got alot of other gorillas... 23456 blablalbla. but i am number one. i know so pro. the original somemore.. don't jelous lah. haahhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;okay anyways, if you are free anyday, just gimme a ringer. or email me teh_su_su@Hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7397377361925346192?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7397377361925346192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7397377361925346192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7397377361925346192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7397377361925346192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-back.html' title='I am back(:'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-8894620338918951224</id><published>2008-11-07T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:52:15.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mcdonalds</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to have tution today. But I canceled it cause I had to go help out at my father's clinic. I woke up at 9am and I was supposed to meet deslin at toa payoh mrt for breakfast at mcdonalds. Of course lah, I've never woken up on time. Deslin called me at nine. on the dot sia. wha. must commend her for her zuness. supposed to watch quantam of solace but the noob .... said she had tution and in the end messed up all the tution times. So cannot liao lah. anyway, i had to help at my father's clinic. so it's an excuse hahahahah... Went to the toapayoh mrt control station to ask how to get to my father's clinic. and then she told me to take the red line to orchard and take a bus. wtf. ...... WHAT BUS. later i lost. she die. haha. okay. actually everyone i asked told me to take to orchard and alight and take the bus and  blablablabla. GRRRR. retard. if i remembered correctly there was a direct bus there. 105. yah. and around toapayoh. So bopian. called the aunty nancy and asked how to go. HENG AH. it's at the library bus stop. so i took the bus and had to stand the whole way. Deslin hoon got back so damn quick that i was still waiting for the godamn bus when she reached home long ago. dots. finally. it came. the bus was so freakin packed at the CJC bus stop. then all of them swarmed and got out at the orchard stop. and i got the front seat. hahahahhaa. the one that only one person can sit. hahhaah. cause it's not good enough for two people. good for people with huge asses like me. hahhaa. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached then asked me to do some errand work and blablabla. some Civil defence guys came to do a checkup and i had to coop myself up in the other room to not see some naked bodies doing a checkup. Yah and then went back to school to get my new books for next year. !HAHAHAHA and then waited and finally got it and buanged back to his clinic after lunch at vines. I was so full already actually. AFTER THE THREEE PANCAKES at macs. and the hashbrown of course. i think i better go jog 1237290472109 million rounds before i lose all those calories. I'm so freaking fat. God knows how many times i asked my dad to sponsor me for london weight management. of course that cb nigger refused la. kns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stingy with his money. quoted from him " one day you will have retribution, one"&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay.Then went to the park to play for awhile. deliverd some medicine to joel's grandmother. GRRR. played marcopolo and i kept getting caught. that game is for small noob kids. grr. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUPPOSED TO SIGN UP FOR HIPHOP CLASSES. I AM TOO LAZY .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GR. GR. GRRR. PIANG PIANG PIANG * RELOAD!*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded again.. HEHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLABLABLABLAL.. GETTING NEW BLADES. i hope**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRYING TO GET HAIR EXTENTIONS FOR MY SCREWED UP FRINGE.. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY CLAIM THERE'S NOTHING THEY CAN BLOODY DO ABOUT MY HAIR CAUSE IT'S OVERLY SCREWED. . no .. they said. it will grow. GROW WHAT GROW. YOU GO AND DIE.hahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************my hopes of getting a makeover are dashed*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't say i'm vain. if you had a face and hair and body as screwed up as mine you'd want to go too.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;For one,  i have no $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$...&lt;br /&gt;anybody! wants to invest some $$$$$$$$$$ in me? then i won't be such an eye sore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRR. i want DOUBLE EYELIDS. mine is like non existent. it's probably buanged off to lala land. T.T  I WANT NICER HAIR. right now, it's kinda screwed. ...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT. a nicer face shape. then those cheebai noober kanasai niggers can stop bloody calling me a fucking monkey. . Chee bai lah. say i fat say i look like monkey. my eyes are non existent eyelashes non existent. well that's why i use falsies and mascara noob. never heard of that. go bang your brain. That's the only thing i can do to salvage my supposedly fucked up face. blame it on my parents. they gave me such a screwed up dirty face. no use telling me i'm ugly. go tell me genes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-8894620338918951224?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8894620338918951224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=8894620338918951224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8894620338918951224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8894620338918951224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/mcdonalds.html' title='Mcdonalds'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7131628876863735479</id><published>2008-11-05T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:18:56.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid lancome lipstick</title><content type='html'>My kind' mum gave me this lancome lipstick a few days ago. yuck i don't normally use lipsticks but since it was free i decided to try. A few days later, when i opened it again. IT WAS ALL MELTED. fk. i was just wondering where it all went since like the whole bit was severed off. Hahaha. it was supposed to be some high class wonderful japanese thing or whatever. From the fashion editor herself. don't ask me what mag la! as so long fashion editor good enough. HAHAHHA. wha piang.. i'll upload it as soon as my handphone revives and ressurects itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to bugis a few days ago. GRR. i went to the high waisted shorts shop and the friendly aunty was gone! ;"( boo hoo. it was this freaking alien that pissed me off. she gave me the impression that i shouldn't WEAR it cause i'm godammn fat. well because people are godammn fat that's why we need to wear something nice so we don't look too much of an eyesore. stupid. and she was like. erm.. what do you wear ? xl or xxl? eff it. i wear L. not XL you stupid noob. blame it on my huge ass. it's genetic. so blame it on my mum. hahah. and she was like erm.. okay try this first with that " you're not gonna fit into this , fattie, look.'  okay and it really didn't. she said she didn't have my size and to come back tommorow. no way. i am not coming back tommorow. do you think i have all the time in the world stupid? i don't sleep at the bugis toilet so it's not very convenient. and what kind of cb shop is that man? they don't even have sizes. ..... and she wasn't nice. so i'm not coming back. well, i guess it's for the skinny population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha. okay enough about that noob shop. I went to another one that sold tees. and this time the aunty was friendly. hahaha. so i bought two shirts from her.  one don't date a geek and blablablla. and one il new york.. oh which reminds me. i've been planning to go to new york new york.. HAVEN'T FOUND THE TIME. hahahah. okay anyone willing to sponsor me i'll tag hahah. jk.  anyway, wanted to buy shorts. but.. i just didn't. cause the shop aunty was tailgating me. haha. omgosh i sound like a paranoid freak but yeah, that day i was in a BAD MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR.. wearing my geek specs now.. getting ready to go study. ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7131628876863735479?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7131628876863735479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7131628876863735479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7131628876863735479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7131628876863735479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-lancome-lipstick.html' title='Stupid lancome lipstick'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-834211069215316755</id><published>2008-11-03T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:09:44.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chopped &amp; screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 149px; height: 133px;" alt="http://www.unitedmusic.ro/upload/poze/1217395776_t-pain-thr33-ringz-album-cover.jpg" src="http://www.unitedmusic.ro/upload/poze/1217395776_t-pain-thr33-ringz-album-cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tpain's new song is so coolio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hahaha. oh you know what. *_* my father believes that onions will make his hair grow. .WTF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ieoonions.com/images/sales/red_onions.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 88px; height: 94px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:DTtoAXeeuQGqpM:http://www.ieoonions.com/images/sales/red_onions.jpg" /&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;oni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.ieoonions.com/images/sales/red_onions.jpg" target="_top"&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.ieoonions.com/images/sales/red_onions.jpg" target="_top"&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.ieoonions.com/images/sales/red_onions.jpg" target="_top"&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;s.... you know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.ieoonions.com/images/sales/red_onions.jpg" target="_top"&gt;          &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;THAT. my god. my father is a total retard. Probably why I'm born like that. it's genetic T.t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hohoho. this holiday is like freaking boring. WENT FOR JOB INTERVIEW. fail . bloody shit thing . the place so ulu still got so many applicants. =_+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;okay, thinking of getting into some course. i checked the cc. THE HIP HOP CLASS, is for kiddos from 5 - 14.. MY GOD. how can you teach the same thing to a 14teen year old kiddo to a 5 year old puny noob.?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wdkx.com/testimages/Chris%20Brown.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:0LuGoocNVSyFOM:http://www.wdkx.com/testimages/Chris%2520Brown.jpg" width="64" height="86" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;t.t. dono la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://www.wdkx.com/testimages/Chris%20Brown.jpg" target="_top"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;chris brown is super haute. hahahaha. look at his abs man.  hottie. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;SUHUI IS DESPERATELY TRYING TO LOSE WEIGHT. but all has failed. t.t. hahaha. Forget it.. okay what the fuck is that crane coming my way???   OMGOD.. IT LOOKS LIKE SOME KINDA FREAKING SCARY BIG MACHINE THAT'S GONNA KILL YOU. ew.. scary. youknow, like terminator or eagle eye, where the stupidly intelligent machines take over. OH GOD SCARY SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you can tell from my post that boredom is right by my side. it's colorful and full of pics. nice right? yeah. i know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo liao.  i am so freaking bo liao now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;life sucks. emo kias all agree with this. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;yawwwwwnnn...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was supposed to go to the 2great class partaye. then. my mother said.no. so .  canoot. wtf. wtf. GR.. GR. GG.R. G.R.G.RE...RDKR3943U0...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESLIN HOON IS PISSED WITH ME CAUSE I DIDN'T ANSWER HER CALL HAHAAHA. okay and i pangsehed her. i thot it was next week. h ahaha. i pangsehed hannah too yesterday. cause i went for the big walk. ( that was my mothers fault) she forced me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;SORRY NOOBERS. I PANGSEHED. HOHOHO. FORGIVE ME. LOL HAHAHA. BLABLABLA.&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING BIO NOW. LIGNIN IN THE XYLEM CELL. BLABLABLABLA. YEAH. I AM MULTI TASKING. WAITING..to collect my books. godammit. sian sian.&lt;br /&gt;blablablaala&lt;br /&gt;ROTTING AWAY SIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-834211069215316755?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/834211069215316755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=834211069215316755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/834211069215316755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/834211069215316755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/chopped-screwed.html' title='chopped &amp; screwed'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-938045165874082733</id><published>2008-11-02T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:57:58.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIANS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zX7gSjjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Jigq5SKV66M/s1600-h/DSC01757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zX7gSjjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Jigq5SKV66M/s200/DSC01757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263990394413289010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MEET MR DROPLET. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my new found friend. yah lah yah la i so loner.. go and make friends with water droplet. LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;he or more like it is damn cute la.&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a cross between the mr muscle pose and a water droplet. hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;MR droplet muscle.&lt;br /&gt;front pose.HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;so poser one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zX1Op4lI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6LyyXMPOJWY/s1600-h/DSC01756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zX1Op4lI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6LyyXMPOJWY/s200/DSC01756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263990392728707666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; mr droplet muscle has become a shy idiot. hahhaha. Either he doesn't want to face me because he's shy or he's doing a side pose. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zXQmtCjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CfPfQNgn7qY/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zXQmtCjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CfPfQNgn7qY/s200/DSC01748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263990382897465906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON a very very crowded( and smelly) bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zXr2_-5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/VH40lyBMgAo/s1600-h/DSC01753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zXr2_-5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/VH40lyBMgAo/s200/DSC01753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263990390213573522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTHER AND HER FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is damn jam packed. Morning BIG WALK. then at night is class partaye. whoots. sians. somemore kor left for overseas today. ha i'm so guai i woke up at 3.30am to say bye (: anyway, those are the pics from the walk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-938045165874082733?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/938045165874082733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=938045165874082733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/938045165874082733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/938045165874082733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/sians.html' title='SIANS'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SQ1zX7gSjjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Jigq5SKV66M/s72-c/DSC01757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4949289362927123923</id><published>2008-10-31T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:53:38.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOUSE RULES MAYHEM</title><content type='html'>Today was a damn fucked up day. First thing in the morning, I had a backache and neckache. yeah, I'm growing old. Then, some soab, or more doab, refused to grant permission to let me go out later at night. Fuck, now you know why I'm such a screwed up kid. Cause EVERYTHING I do is monitored. Fuck. Get a life i say. God, she even complains about my blog. WHAT HAS MY BLOG GOT TO DO WITH HER WTF????? next, cannot mix with any guy or some kind of stupid rule like that. What. T.T no thanks I dowana be another you. Yuck. screwed up marriage. hah! cause you were such a loner when you were a kid. Another bloody rule- no going out after it's dark. And even though she allows me to go out during the day,she never gives me enough money. $5?? what can you buy with that? Oh, i know, just a meal and a drink. Ah, so you expect me to go out and not buy anything else besides food? GOD! WHAT KIND OF SHOPPING IS THAT? Supposedly, they're doctors, unfortunately, I'm worse off than a cleaner's daughter. T.T C'mon it's inflation. haven't you heard???  plus GST, 7 % + 10% SV CHARGE. Seen my shoes before? I mean my school shoes? It loooks like it's moth eaten. WELL, IT IS! and you know that bucket bag i have, ITS BOUGHT BY ME. ME. OKAY MY OWN MONEY. no and my money is not their money. cause it was from my grandmother. i didn't launder her out of her money. i got it cause i passed my exam or whatever. I forgot. oh no it's not. i remember now, it was $100 from my grandfather's inheritance. YOU know, inheritance, it's supposed to be in the B.A.N.K so that you have something to fall back on when you grow old and broke. but no, i had to use it to buy my own things. I MEAN, what's 100dollars divided by 5?? 20.. so it takes me 20 outings of not spending any money to save a hundred dollars. I WHERE GOT SO MUCH TIME????! so bo pian I HAD TO USE THAT. .. it was more of a neccsity rather than a choice. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the point about not being able to go out late. THE SOAB (DOAB)'s reasons- RAPE. fuck. who the fuck would rape me? i bet she's just getting so bloody horny cause she doesn't get fucked up nowadays. I'm the youngest kid. no other youngeer one than me. so now you know why. TOO BAD I SAY.  All i can say is too bad. I'm not the horny one so, i won't get raped. okay, warped logic you say. she's just caring for me. MY ASS. who the fuck will rape me when i'm in a group?????????????????????? WHAO. maybe she thinks i'll rape myself. This is singapore godammit. NOT SOME THING LIKE WHAT USA OR WHATEVER. IT'S SAFE(; saying that singapore is a super unsafe place is a total insult to our nation. so much for being patriotic. she's just being idiotic. yeah. aliteration. patriotic and idiotic. i would choose the latter. it fits her perfectly. HAHA. okay, you claim you are being a good mother. Good mothers don't coop their darling daughters at home so that they grow up a stupid social misfit and loner. WHEN YOU'RE A KID OR A TEEN. live your life, that's when you're most active and full of energy. Why wait and wait and wait, and not do anything until you are 12917390w47032 years old/???????????  GOIN OUT LATE IS NOT DANGEROUS I SAY. AS SO LONG YOU'RE IN A GROUP. C'MON WHO GOES OUT LATE AT NIGHT WITHOUT A GROUP???!??!?!??!?!? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO WITH YOURSELF ALONE/ STONE STONE?????? NO RIGHT.????????/ i think next time i'll be a loner when i'm actually grown up and allowed by HER to go out. go out alone at night.  AFTER YOU GROW OLD LIKE HER. WOULD YOU WANT TO DO ANYTHING LIKE GO OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS AFTER DARK????? no. your bio clock shuts down and then you just die of boredom at home. ANOTHER OPTION. be an aunty. so sorry, when you grow older your chocies are narrowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT I WANNA SAY TO HER- F$(#)&amp;amp;$()#_ YOU. _/|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4949289362927123923?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4949289362927123923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4949289362927123923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4949289362927123923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4949289362927123923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/november-1st-effed-up-day.html' title='HOUSE RULES MAYHEM'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-9102367250366272115</id><published>2008-10-27T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:18:17.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cut my bangs too short!</title><content type='html'>ARGH. i am so pissed with my fringe i dowanna talk about it. OKAY IT'S TOO SHORT. it's a little longer than my eyebrow so that's bloody short. so i pinned it to the side to let it GROOOW (; man i should consider buying that kiddo's fomula sia. KNS. anyway, couldn't go to sentosa today. DANG. nevermind. can go out another day. ARGH BUT I LOOK SO TOOT. nevermind! IT WILL GROW! alot of people cut their bangs too short but after that it'll grow! I'M GOING MAD dammit. waiting and waiting for this dang hair to grow. counting down. first it was the count down to the last day of school now it's my hair. diao. okay, anyway, job interview tommorow for some tshirt thang. anyone wants to come gimme a ringer. I'm goin with deslin hoon. CALL ME AT 92222__2 fill in the missing blanks by yourselves peeps i dowan any spam calls hahah. okay, anyway, doin commonwealth essay.. so sian. doin chinese bao gao thing too {; man i am so guai kia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so, tommorow is job interview&lt;br /&gt;thursday is movie&lt;br /&gt;friday is the release of streaming results ( buy books)&lt;br /&gt;saturday- depending&lt;br /&gt;sunday- hannah's church , class partaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday- study chem bio and math&lt;br /&gt;tuesday- ss&lt;br /&gt;wednesday-&lt;br /&gt;thursday-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. this should keep me occupied for the week and the next. signing up for something at the cc, maybe hiphop or beatboxing etc or whatever. anyone wants to join me gimme a holler. (:&lt;br /&gt;suhui is bored at home.-.- hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i promise i will upload more pictures okay, but later. TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-9102367250366272115?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9102367250366272115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=9102367250366272115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/9102367250366272115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/9102367250366272115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/cut-my-bangs-too-short.html' title='cut my bangs too short!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7303917078888877873</id><published>2008-10-22T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:58:51.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA KANASAI@HOTMAIL.COM</title><content type='html'>hahah today was freaking funny. during pw, i was damn bored. I was stonning, stonning and drawing crap on paper. singing to myself and what shits. later, she asked to hand in what survery form back. THIS IS WHAT IT SAID: (cliche!) &gt;&gt;Q1. what have you learnt from this talk?"&lt;br /&gt;I said: I have learnt to be motivated and self directed. Question asks: why? answer: Because you are good. NEXT&gt;&gt; what else can you say about the talk?: answer: I have learnt to grow taller by sitting down for hours on end, and to reach for your goals and endorse nike. just do it. you must strive for your potential and blaablablala because you seriously look like abigail chung crossed with the simpsons. questions asks: WHY? answer: because i like. you not happy then you can go call the police. or my boyfriend ahlian.  HAHAHAH OMGOD BLOODY FUNNY.. NAME: CHOU BI SAI EMAIL: KANASAI@HOTMAIL.COM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to hand it in. but i decided not to since they made a good report about me in my report book and i didn't want to ruin it :) yes i am so nice. suhui is always nice people. hahhaaa&lt;br /&gt;okay, and then played games after the very very very *amusing* B@S talk. the chair was oh so comfortable, perfect for sleeping, but some kindsoul decided to disrupt our sweet slumber. okay, so bopian, I HAD TO PAY ATTENTION. geesh.&lt;br /&gt;went back to class like a bloody dead zombie. turned into one by the overwhelming boredom . thank you ;D played cheat and I NEARLY won so many times, but unfortunately, i didn't -.-&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SCHOOL I WENT BOWLINGGG. I OFFICIALLY HATE BOWLING. and even if i don't hate it, the ball hates me. GAH. STUPID. IT'S THE BALLS AND THE ALLEY . NOT ME. suhui actually rocks bowling. it's just that she has no ball sense. apologies.. hahahaa met joanne, ruth, qiaohui, amy, pamela lallaaa. the bowling cost $4. chip right? yeah. i badly wanted to go to the arcade but unfortunately, I WAS IN UNIFORM T.T stupid arcade what's the biggie about wearing a uniform inside?? not cool enough? okay la.. you win.. I wanted to play house of the dead and para and ddr but... I WAS WEARING A GODAMM UNIFORM. godamit. hahaha.. okay, so went home at about 6 and reached home at 7 AND MISSED JOGGING. wtf. I MISSED JOGGING OKAY. yeah, so i didn't work off my blubber for today, so? hahaa. tommorow lah so simple. brains use your brains hahaha. i mean, suhui has brains, and she knows she is full of blubbber and requires exercise. :) insight, they call it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH, anyway, recently people keep calling me noob. wha kns! NOOB HERE, NOOB THERE. HEY NOOB. first greeting on msn. wtf. HAHHA. IT'S A DAMN NOOBY DAY, NOOBS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7303917078888877873?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7303917078888877873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7303917078888877873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7303917078888877873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7303917078888877873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahaha-kanasaihotmailcom.html' title='HAHAHA KANASAI@HOTMAIL.COM'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7159721934500302638</id><published>2008-10-21T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:41:22.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE xD soo happy thursday is the last day of school! WHOOTS HAHAHAH. yeah baby, i bought my beauteen hair dye, and i'm gonna dye it cocao brown! cool right? yes. agreed. hahaa. Thinking of changing my hairstyle but I have to wait for it to grow cause right now it's too thin. HAHAHA. I have to go get my bio and chem workbook, i can't possibly read all those crap and not do some assesment right? ha. and, i think i have to go grab my ss book too. and geog. but wtf the geog is not out yet. I bought a math text book already, but, the stupid sec 3A book is out of stock, only the sec 3B book is in stock. WTH. i can't do part b first. part b is built on part a. so kns, i had to return home with bio and chem and one math textbook. -.- pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway, who cares about work for now. hahaa. starting work this friday. but for now, I'm gonna play for a bit. TOMMOROW I'M GOIN BOWLING! yayea. and on saturday i'm supposed to go somewhere but i forgot. i think it's with deslin but oh whatever. sunday too. okay, and what else am i supposed to do? oh yes, learn breakdancing hip hop, and beatboxing. and ... maybe i should try boxing. sounds cool, and i heard it makes you thin. so yeah. I AM DESPERATELY TRYING TO LOSE WEIGHT. i hate being fat. nobody loves being fat anyways. Of course, look for a job, but I don't know what! and my father wants me to work for him. NO WAY MAN. THAT'S CHILD LABOUR. He claims he is gonna pay $3 per hour, ( mcdonalds rate) THAT IS LIKE SO GODDAMN LITTLE AND IF I HAD TO CHOOSE, I WOULD RATHER WORK FOR MCDONALDS. because it's very very like my father to make you his dawg. AND I BET HE WON'T EVEN PAY YOU $3 . 10cents already tiao chio ah!&gt; HA I BET HE'LL SAY" SUHUI, YOUR LUNCH AH, SO EXPENSIVE BLABLABLA YADA YADA YADA,". WHATEVER. ew. i am so not working for him. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still haven't got my high waisted shorts. dammit. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. -.0 but i did  manage to buy a couple of things! like new sport shoes, of course my hair dye, and listrine. hahaha . i love listrine. i donno why but i like it, cause it works. hahahhahahaa. oh wait, that's sensodyme. wrong lah koyak.. HAHAHA. okay, anyway, last saturday, i went for southdiv games for guides. DOOOTS. i had to take over frances cause she was late for pictionairy. YAY! AND WE WON SECOND. coolio. yes. agreed. ahhaa That day happened to be talentine! and i didn't go or more like i couldn't go cause of the southdiv -.- and then went for lunch with flower. then went home. went out with my mama on sunday. then yesterday, went to school and donno what i did! forgot liao lah. but all i remembered was goin for a jog! with my new shoes of course, which i ingeniously put an extra layer of cushion from my pro old shoe which was the reebok road runner. WHOOTS. i felt like i was running on cotton. coolio right? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, rachel the pangsai wanted to go to a polyclinic to get an mc. AT COMMONWEALTH. so i took 100 all the way there. 44 stops okay! and it took so long . STUPID KNS BUS. so slow. and inefficient. AND I FOUND OUT THAT THE COMMONWEALTH MRT IS ON THE GREEN LINE . MY LINE. SHEESH. FUCK. hahaha. i could have gone there like 30 minutes earlier! KNS. KNS  cb.. moral of the story is to NEVER TAKE BUS 100 IF YOU ARE IN A HURRY. okay anyway, when we reached the mrt station, we took a cab to some ulu place magaret drive. ASK ASK ASK AND THEN WENT TO THE LIBRARY then the librarian said." oh it shifted out already what! at clementi!' WHA I TELL YOU I WANTED TO BISH THE LIBRARIAN. so thus, we wasted a grand total of $7 plus. PLUS GST AND I THINK SERVICE CHARGE OMGOD STUPID. farrkkk. eff. finally, we settled for the polyclinic NEAR COMMONWEALTH MRT. SHEESH. -.- THE $7 CAN BUY DRINK LAH, BUY WHATEVER LAH. anyway, it's spent and i only paid $2.30 HAHAH. because rachel paid most of it. HAHAHAHA. thanks stupid!. lol. and then went home. so tired i just slept. oh yah, and i went home BY TRAIN OKAY. BY TRAIN. STUPID THING.. STUPID STUPID STUPID BUS 100. GO AND DIE. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah okay, anyway, then later came online for awhile. AND THE ASS NOOB SAID THIS haha okay it's damn farnie. noob said" okay lah you tomboy" then i said ' you think you sally girl issit?' you niang niang qiang" then the noob said' let me show you how macho i am" then noob said " * makes a muscle* * mountain comes out* OMGOD I LAUGHED SO HARD I FELL OF THE CHAIR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7159721934500302638?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7159721934500302638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7159721934500302638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7159721934500302638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7159721934500302638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-2041748235249673984</id><published>2008-10-16T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:33:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAAYYS</title><content type='html'>whooots. I haven't written for so long.. anyway, today i pon school! clever right? together with a fellow ponner, we are two great people who really don't see the point in weird enrichment classes. &amp;amp; there's a standing ovation. now we take a bow ahhahaahaa.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, I have damn alot of plans for the holidays. I wanna get a job. I wanna go to the gym, sign up at some cc for hip hop and beat boxing classes. either that sign up for some guai kia class like yoga, but I know it would be useless cause I really can't pull a single yoga stunt. okay, and of course I wanna lose 8 kg. It's not that I gorge my self okay. i eat two meals a day and exercise, and that two meals are not that fattening and the portions are okay. but damn. blame it on the genes, that's why i'm fat. you're not gonna ask me to run like i did in pri six cause my ligaments are falling apart and I get stressed and worked up whenever i jog. so in other words, jogging is a toture. i walk. that's better. eh, all these are not excuses lah. they are real. hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a make over too. be skinnier, dye my hair copper brownish red, with a little ash, go for double eyelid treatment, not sugery, eyelash threading, erm... get new clothes of course, smaller ones to fit cause i'm aimng to lose weight like i said earlier! i can do it okay! as so long there's a will, there's a way, you must believe in suhui. hahahaa. if i want to lose weight badly enough, i will. LOL. I CAN DO IT! CAN SUHUI DO IT? YES SHE CAN. duh. she can. whateveeerrrr. i'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;kk.&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;donno lah wait for hols then talk, i don't think i can even finish doing all of the above in two months anyways but it's the idea. OH YAH P.S ANYYONE WANTS TO SIGN UP FOR CAKE MAKING CLASS? WHOOTS. RING ME. IF YOU WANT TO FIND A JOB TOO. ! LAALLALA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-2041748235249673984?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2041748235249673984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=2041748235249673984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2041748235249673984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2041748235249673984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/holidaayys.html' title='HOLIDAAYYS'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-1913155628835570502</id><published>2008-10-04T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:28:03.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rubic cubic makes you square!</title><content type='html'>I saw the light today. I was enlightened by the rubiks cube. I'm damn smart cause I found out that the rubiks cube is bloody hard. Smart right? no, it's not that suhui can't solve it. it's just that the rubiks cube has really weirdish logic, you see, so you must try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twist here twist there, and I finally managed to get one side. ONE SIDE. yay. that's a feat for suhui cause she's great. And I did something even smarter. I tried to get two. of course in the midst i spoiled the very first one that I managed to get. yay. I told you suhui was smart, you don't believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-1913155628835570502?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1913155628835570502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=1913155628835570502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1913155628835570502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1913155628835570502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/rubic-cubic-makes-you-square.html' title='rubic cubic makes you square!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-2390635308686652803</id><published>2008-10-03T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T04:56:46.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh, it's something about the way he moves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE NEYO'S NEW SONG MISS INDEPENDENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;omgggosh it's so nice! hahaha okay anyway, the math section A was screwed up. I like donno how to do a lot. wha lao eh. i piahed damn hard okay. still didn't know how to do some. ARGHHH. Just pray and see how. Thankfully, section B was soooo much bettter! HAA. and geography was okay lah. Could do all the questions xD. Literature, was like stupidly confusing. nb. x.x We're supposed to do one question out of all the four. O.o. WTF. I did like two. STUPID SHIT. anyway, it doesn't matter, i submited the poem. They're more lenient on poems because it's supposedly more freestyle or something. Chinese was okay, but I was sick for the past week. dammmit. I couldn't really concentrate on the science paper i mugged so hard for but it's okay because I think it is.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I dread going back to school after the exams. scared that we all rot in boredom. Like last year. wasted my time. What's the use of going to school after the exams anyway? retarded. there's nothing to teach goddamit. what are you gonna teach us like the material of the exam paper, why the trees are there or whatever? some irrelevant stuff. OKAY, so the conclusion is that going to school is just a stupid waste of time. You might as well drop out after exams. I WANNA PON SCHOOL. hope my mother allows. ah that's easy. Act emo in front of her and cry my hearts out. Sure, she'll be so hurt to see her dear daughter like that. Yeah, I'm damn smart. Now then you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I NEED SOMETHING TO OCCUPY ME DURING EXAMS. ANYONE WANTS TO WORK OR SOMETHING. C'MMON! OR GO OUT. RING ME..&lt;br /&gt;MY NUMBER IS 92-----4-- SOMETHING LIKE THAT. OKAY REMEMBER IT NOW? RING. RING.. GO. GO. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yes suhui knows that she'll be bloody bored after exams. she's physic she can predict the future. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;CALL NOW FOR FREE CONSULT. PAY 1 MILLION ONLY FOR FREE MEMBERSHIP. DAMN ACCURATE.  like real. man i'm learning to be a quak. quak squak. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;duck appears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;w.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-2390635308686652803?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2390635308686652803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=2390635308686652803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2390635308686652803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2390635308686652803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohh-its-something-about-way-he-moves.html' title='ohh, it&apos;s something about the way he moves.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-1190852473633898782</id><published>2008-09-19T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:56:52.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;whoa oh oh&lt;br /&gt;ooh hooh&lt;br /&gt;No No No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;See I dont, know why, I liked you so much&lt;br /&gt;I gave you, all of my trust&lt;br /&gt;I told you, that you were my friend&lt;br /&gt;Now thats all down the drain&lt;br /&gt;You put me through the pain&lt;br /&gt;i wanna let you know how i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you i say, you don't mean shit now&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it you got your way some how&lt;br /&gt;Might as well, throw it all out&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what you said&lt;br /&gt;It didn't mean fact&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, you ho, i don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;It&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't mean shit now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Fuck your presence&lt;br /&gt;Might as well  cut it out&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what you said&lt;br /&gt;It was your fault somehow&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, you ho, i don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;You thought You could&lt;br /&gt;keep bullying me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You bloody bitch, i'm so sorry yeah&lt;br /&gt;You don't know about me yet,&lt;br /&gt;Now you're asking for me&lt;br /&gt;You're just that bitch that every body had&lt;br /&gt;Look no where&lt;br /&gt;Cuz nobody's gonna care about you hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 3)&lt;br /&gt;You acted real sad, it was like i was&lt;br /&gt;goin mad&lt;br /&gt;You can ask anyone, they all said&lt;br /&gt;You were the retarded one&lt;br /&gt;Now its over, but i truly mean im sad&lt;br /&gt;It hurt real bad,&lt;br /&gt;I understand that,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you went to IMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/8157874089953488992-1190852473633898782?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1190852473633898782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=1190852473633898782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1190852473633898782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1190852473633898782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoa-oh-oh-ooh-hooh-no-no-no-verse-1.html' title=''/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4761808650296331911</id><published>2008-09-06T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T06:27:00.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hardache</title><content type='html'>wha kns. there's so much work to do.maths lah, oral lah. anyway, even if i did well for my oral i bet my engaulish teacher would tell me something nasty again.. biased what. she just hates me. god knows how on earth i offended her. i was in my diapers when she was like 30? so i should be forgiven for just being a kid. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway, on thursday, mum came back, and then got some freakin good chocs that taste... undescribable! actually it tastes something like nutella, except it's way better! got some elderwise necklace and some elderwise scarf! my parents must been having some elderwise flower fetish. All the presents they got me were elderwise but whose complaining? as so long i get present who cares. i very bo chap one. as so long you give me a present i won't complain ;D hahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headache lah, my head aches babe, it does. bored to kingdom come although i was straddled with work. next month is already the FINALS DEER, THE FINALS. EFFING SHIT. THAT'S DARN FAST! i thought it was the beginning of the year -.-. can't help that i'm blur. blame that on my parents. it's the GENES. not insinuating that they themselves are blur, but you know, they're to blame for all our deficiencies right? HEHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was so pissed that i couldn't go for the thursday's heartfest. BECAUSE I'M not really officially grounded but i only can go out to study! -.-. i can't lie cause my mum's got eagle eyes!( or either that, she hires some P.I i donno!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that advert about the kraft cheese I suddenly had the craving for baked rice. the one from SWENSONS. Well, as you know i'm bankrupt, so I had to settle for homemade ones. but oh well, isn't it better? you can put more stuff inside and no one cares. YEAH. but my maid and my mother couldn't be bothered to make it( or they forgot!)-.-  and made chicken soup instead. sheesh.... but i ate hokkien mee cause it was the left overs from the afternoon. and it was almost perfectly untouched so i gobbled it down. YUM! the one from potong pasir is good. hahahahah living in ulu places are not too bad after all. eh they are actually quite a lot of sc girls in my area you know! yesterday i spotted another one from 2pe. hahahha. dono what her name is but she didn't recognize me in the super market so i decided not to be action and call her. let me see, there are currently two in butterfly, about 3 'retired' ones. and two in my row, including me, plus another sc teacher lives in my row, and miss kwok lives just across the road at joo seng. miss kwok told me that when she found out i lived near her! hahaha. i didn't even know the person's name. hahha. but oh well. she's my neighbour. ha funny i don't see her cause i always walk around the neighbourhood and if i saw a familar face i would know! but yeah i don't she's probably a few houses away from me! just like huining! hahaha my primairy school class mate xD  LOL. hahah maybe she's some couch potato lah! hahah but whatever! and with the sighting of yet another sc girl in the prime supermarket , and another at jacksons, and another around here somewhere.. like i saw her walking and jogging around butterfly and the front area near my house, it brings the grand total to: AH I LOST TRACK!&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway, whatever i've been yaking about the same topic about sc girls for awhile, yeah, today something tragic happened! my aunty died all of a sudden! haaaaaaaaa. but anyway, i think it's better cause she's finally gone to a better place so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, i think i don't have to go to school on tuesday cause i have to attend the funeral but that's another story and i have to confirm with my mother first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SERIOUSLY NEED TO SIGN UP FOR SOMETHING AT THE CC! BUT OH WHAT? and i'm damn scared cause i've vowed to sign up for it all by myself. so i'll be like a loner but maybe i'll get to know some new jocks. hahahaa. and after the exams i vow to look for a job! besides studying the sec three syllabus i need A GOAL IN MY LIFE.otherwise, it'll be effing boring. maybe i'll be at some shop. COOL? yeah of course. suhui is always cool hahahahahah xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4761808650296331911?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4761808650296331911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4761808650296331911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4761808650296331911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4761808650296331911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/hardache.html' title='hardache'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-2353296122583095828</id><published>2008-09-01T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:35:39.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvva79trYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EKpNDe-n4xo/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvva79trYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EKpNDe-n4xo/s200/DSC00739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241045837427879298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvvbelte0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0Car8nakxIQ/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvvbelte0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0Car8nakxIQ/s200/DSC00740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241045846722444098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvvbq8zZOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XCnebis7SuI/s1600-h/My+photo.002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvvbq8zZOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XCnebis7SuI/s200/My+photo.002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241045850040526050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did well for the last science test! LOL! YEAH. babe xD anyway, haven't written for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everybody misses me right? why of course you do.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/DCIM/100MSDCF/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;went out on saturday. hahha. church was not bad but too bad i couldn't go to bugis with them cause of laoshi's tution. OH YAH AND DID I TELL YOU? i lost 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;I AM DAMN SAD NOW. you know what to do! xD hahaha jkjk. anyway, i did. so i'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever. anyway, i won't need to spend it cause i need to stay at home to mug for the rest of the week anyway, i finished the self check exercise 3 and part of the math paper. i'm so pro right. yeah. it's a record. i bet no one has done it yet! hhaaha just kidding babe.&lt;br /&gt;TIRED LAH. oh yah, and i shall upload the pictures taken on sat xD whoots. wait lah. let me plug my babe into the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-2353296122583095828?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2353296122583095828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=2353296122583095828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2353296122583095828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2353296122583095828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SLvva79trYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EKpNDe-n4xo/s72-c/DSC00739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-1535894466352881572</id><published>2008-08-16T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:13:15.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do you do this to me, why do you do this, so easily?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hello haven't written for a long time. anyway, i failed my science test! I FAILED. haahaha okay, i did. so freakin annoying. don't worry! i will piah piah piah for this coming tuesday's test. stupid science it's so hard lah. &lt;br /&gt;yeah, and then blablablah. found out something in my handwritting. hahah.according to the book, i've got some problem. ah yah, whatever lah. hahhaha. so peeps, your handwritting tells alot about you. ahhhaha. blablblabla. hahhahhahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dowana blog liaos.tattatatataratatata &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-1535894466352881572?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1535894466352881572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=1535894466352881572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1535894466352881572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1535894466352881572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-do-you-do-this-to-me-why-do-you-do.html' title='why do you do this to me, why do you do this, so easily?'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-9181665868557097252</id><published>2008-08-07T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:27:34.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>today was okay, today is today. Living day to day. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so bored. blablabla&lt;br /&gt;anyway, not in the mood to blog&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna emo! hahahhaah&lt;br /&gt;LOL!  tooooooootttttttttttt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-9181665868557097252?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9181665868557097252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=9181665868557097252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/9181665868557097252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/9181665868557097252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-5133106565217529751</id><published>2008-08-06T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:22:53.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my philosiphical stint.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wished I was home schooled. I don't exactly enjoy going to school. But at the same time you do need to go to school, otherwise you wouldn't be able to cope in the working world. Which is an disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing in this world is fair. so yeah, we all just have to live with it with each passing day and appreciate the little things in life. ;D Take things as they are, no worry for tomorrow. Sometimes I just wished that we could just stay at home the whole day, but that isn't very possible.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather stay at home and enjoy the cool breeze upon my face and bask in the warm afternoon sun, oblivious to anything. After a while, after countless times of getting hurt, you sort of harden up, lose your childhood innocence, face up to reality, and end up like most of those bitter and parochial adults that we all have to live with. You are not as nice as you were before, you begin to know how to stand up for yourself, how to defend yourself, how to talk bad about others etc. Before, you always thought that you would have at least a very good and loyal friend, unchanging, always with you. Deep inside your heart you know that's not very possible, but still you press on, giving the benefit of the doubt. After a while, after countless of those friends, you know one thing. That they are transient. The only person that will always stay by your side as a  loyal subject is no other than you. You try again, try to be nice, then you get kicked and told right in the face. It says' GO AWAY.' well, the message is clear and you take your leave. The friend you thought so close, was now taking you for granted. well, you try to regain your composure, and try to regain that child like innocence, but you know, you have bid thee farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes in life are inevitable. bad things will past&lt;br /&gt;but so do the good.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER TAKE YOUR FRIENDS FOR GRANTED.&lt;br /&gt;that's because along the way you need each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, same goes for your bf &amp;amp; gfs and such!&lt;br /&gt;okay, tata, and enjoy the good times, while it lasts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-5133106565217529751?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5133106565217529751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=5133106565217529751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5133106565217529751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5133106565217529751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-xd.html' title='my philosiphical stint.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-3061699904947389239</id><published>2008-08-03T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T04:36:20.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome</title><content type='html'>OHH my babe xD i got my phone! finally&lt;br /&gt;it's the wheetsing coolssies SONY ERISSON WW910i or whatever! i can't remember! BUT IT'S THAT COOL ADVERT the one that you shake your phone and then you'll get to the next song! are you jelous. of course you are. it's just that you don't want to admit it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gotta go now! tatta ddeers!&lt;br /&gt;you like my phone? cause it's mine!! hahaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-3061699904947389239?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3061699904947389239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=3061699904947389239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3061699904947389239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3061699904947389239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome.html' title='welcome'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4134418760563228358</id><published>2008-08-01T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:40:36.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>but there's no blame, for how our love did slowly fade, now it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all</title><content type='html'>backbackback xD haven't blogged for a long long time! HAHAHAH. I'M GONNA GET A NEW PHONE! whooots.  next next week is science test and the mini science thingy, so i'm dead. LOL. need to study for science. that chapter on light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I've long realized the reality of life. All the past events that occured are sort of like a learning process that god put in place to help learn now, so that in the coming future, i wouldn't be so hard hit by it. so it's sort of like preparation, to help you grow, help you percieve new insights, that sort of stuff. It teaches you how  to let go, how to move on, well, on the whole, how to grow up i suppose. The first time that such a thing happened to me was when i was in pri 4. i hated that person, for well, a long long time. and she's my sligthly retarded anuty. then next one was sec one, june, my world crashed. later, it crashed again around november. started around october, where some little glitch grew into a large one. Slowly, it grew and grew, and then, one day i couldn't take it anymore. i left. i never came back. That took about 3 months to heal. then the next blow was only a few months later, anger and hatred lasted for one week. After that, i realized something and decided not to probe furthur. so i'ts sort of like enlightenment" the more times you get hurt, the easier it is to get back on your feet each time. it teaches you to be morally and spirtually strong. One week to forget all the hate, i thought that was quite a feat. thought i wasn't able to do such a thing. but i did. because of some help from above. Actually, reading self-help books did help to a certain extent. It sorts of teaches you how to live. how to forgive, how to manage your thoughts and stay happy. after all, everything that you see and absorb around you is just an illusion. the reality is how you deal with the illusion you are seeing.  To do that , you have to manage your thuoghts, cause after all, the world that you live in is reliant on your thoughts. If you really believe in something, the universe will give you what you want. that's what i read in the book 'the secret'.&lt;br /&gt;yes, and finally happiness is subjective to every differnt person.&lt;br /&gt;and don't let any worry or anxiety get you. just do it. live a happy life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, the philosiphical day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4134418760563228358?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4134418760563228358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4134418760563228358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4134418760563228358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4134418760563228358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/but-theres-no-blame-for-how-our-love.html' title='but there&apos;s no blame, for how our love did slowly fade, now it&apos;s gone, it&apos;s like it wasn&apos;t there at all'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4665948152320446587</id><published>2008-07-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:20:22.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEATHER WISE, it's quite a sunny day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this post is not meant to point or single out any person.&lt;br /&gt;this post is just my personal thoughts, and i have freedom of thought. so, do not get offended. if you are, then apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder. I wonder whether you do it on purpose. I don't know whether you do it spite me or you're really really indifferent and you can't read people. If you are doing it on purpose, or otherwise subconsciously, then I have to tell you, what you are doing doesn't work the least bit because you're not gonna get what you want! Because I'm indifferent and there's nothing you can do about it so please don't waste your time trying to irritate me. .............................END......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4665948152320446587?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4665948152320446587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4665948152320446587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4665948152320446587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4665948152320446587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/weather-wise-its-quite-sunny-day.html' title='WEATHER WISE, it&apos;s quite a sunny day.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-6056235252623717336</id><published>2008-07-28T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:46:17.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, acceptance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;end of emo session.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lol. all of a sudden, I don't feel so emo anymore. It's not that I've run away from the problem, and this period of peace is transient,  but I've figured out the root cause of the problem, drawn the course of action that is to be taken to deal with it, and then act on it. Also mentally prepared myself for the worse, and persuaded myself to come into terms of acceptance. Finally, after one week ( that's not long)  I came into acceptance, and now my life is so much better. The thought rarely croses my mind, in fact, almost never. I let the 'diesease' die a tragic death and made it promise never to resurface ever again. So now that the 'diesease' is dead, there's no more furthur physological toture that used to invade my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes you have a problem and you try to tell yourself to forget it, but the more you tell yourself that, the more the problem irritates you. it's constantly on your mind, and you will never solve the problem or even come into acceptance with it or worse, never come into accpetance with the problem if you refuse to accept or acknowledge the root of the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;stop blaming who is not to be blamed. it doesn't work. don't play the blame game anymore. because i can assure you, it's a total waste of time, and you never get the real problem solved. you cannot be impartial either. you must look at the situation and both sides of the story. finally, after getting the answer, I finally 'saw the light' or enlightenment so to speak, and decided that the situation should be left as just that. because, I found that it was actually none of my bussiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, enough of my crapping. today I somehow had some 'brain tie' or something.  blabber blabber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;today i seriously had no idea what i was blabbing about, because my head is dead. r.i.p head. it's officially dead &amp;amp; decaying.  anyway, at least i get inverse proportions, but i'm still a little confused about science..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Just so happy that I finally solved the problem. may sound vague, but ah yah, I just solved the problem lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-6056235252623717336?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6056235252623717336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=6056235252623717336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6056235252623717336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6056235252623717336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='Finally, acceptance.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4180844017100563431</id><published>2008-07-22T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T04:41:11.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey day, today was just another day.</title><content type='html'>today is another day. okay, great. hello day&lt;br /&gt;what stupid thing do you have in store for me? Ah, i knew it&lt;br /&gt;today is the same. and the same as yesterday, and the same as the day before.&lt;br /&gt;when will you stop this? I'm going nuts! i'm going round and round in stupid circles&lt;br /&gt;and not being able to get out. why issit, that when my life is good, then everything is good,&lt;br /&gt;when it's bad, everything is bad? what the hell. whao man universe, you certainly have a way of getting round things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could reverse time and go back to 21st july 1994. The best time in my life was 9 months before that, cause, that was when i ceased to exist. i wonder why we are placed on earth? why we have to go through all the hardships, everything. why are we here to suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue later&lt;br /&gt;i got tution&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4180844017100563431?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4180844017100563431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4180844017100563431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4180844017100563431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4180844017100563431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-day-today-was-just-another-day.html' title='hey day, today was just another day.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-1779315455882137854</id><published>2008-07-20T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T04:52:46.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... FUCK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WARNING!** THIS POST CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT. TAKE NOTE BEFORE PROCEEDING.THE FOLLOWING IS NOT INTENDED TO OFFEND ANYONE. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED, MY APOLOGIES. BUT THIS IS MY BLOG AND I HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello fucking day. you make me bloody sick. you fucking world. what's your screwed up problem? do you have to make my life so miserable?? fuck you. fuck the sky, fuck the sun. fuck everything. shut up bitch. &lt;/span&gt;not happy? buay song. bye. shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this  was what happened. today i went for a stupid kao bei walk to hort park. fun my ass. i wasn't even in the mood to go out. the stupid place is full of dumb flowers and plants and what nots. and bunches of stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;the food sucked. it was bland and tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, whatever it is. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR LETTING ME GO. whatever shut up.&lt;br /&gt;got back. as usual sleep like a stupid pig. and die. then i had to wake up and face YOU AGAIN, fucking world. and my stupid bloody head keeps filling my head with negative thoughts. wha kanina sai. shut up brain. OKAY, and then i woke up, went with my IRRITATING father. and then that was it. shit bloody day. studied did the australian math thing which was SO TEDIOUS UNTIL i wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to leave it till tommorow and i did some simultaneous equations. and some quadratic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO NOT IN THE MOOD TO DO ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BLOODY CONCERTRATE, CAN'T EVEN WRITE A PROPER POST! HAVE MISPELLINGS HERE AND THERE. OH FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT'S YOUR BLOODY FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, I CONFESS.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SOMEBODY&lt;br /&gt;BUT DOES IT HELP THAT I TELL YOU?&lt;br /&gt;NO FUCKING WORLD&lt;br /&gt;YOU JUST MAKE IT WORSSE&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOIN BACK TO THE CC TO MUG&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;AND GET LOST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-1779315455882137854?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1779315455882137854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=1779315455882137854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1779315455882137854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1779315455882137854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck.html' title='... FUCK.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-5705249356012644760</id><published>2008-07-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:37:49.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, the last post was crap.. the dinner was not that great. the food was nice but the people talked and talked and talked and talked. so I slept there. Tommorow I got to accompany my grandma to hospital early in the morning oh sheesh. and then have a dinner party at night. ohh whatever. anyway, my luck is so fucking bad nowadays. HOPEFULLY, my luck will change on my birthday.. thank goodness that monday is a holiday, i can mug for math. yah.. i kao bei. mug on my birthday. what else can i do anyway? from now on i'm gonna be a nerd.study hard, get into combi i want, then buang to jc. god, i Can't wait to leave sc. once i leave i'm never coming back. hope to enter jc asap. god .this place is so...? whatever.. (left to your imagination)  anyway, sorry for my bad english. i'm really not in the mood to write right now,my mind is in a whirl and i'm not exactly very happy, so. yeah, i just hope that my head will be fine by tuesday.. so that i won't flunk my math test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;i really don't feel like writting/&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna emo now.&lt;br /&gt;commit suicide if i can.&lt;br /&gt;if not then, too bad&lt;br /&gt;you still have to survive me.&lt;br /&gt;if yes then good for you, and me.&lt;br /&gt;then i don't have to face this rotten world anymore&lt;br /&gt;byebye grey screwed up world.&lt;br /&gt;hope that i'll leave the face of earth and never come back&lt;br /&gt;hope that some stupid car will just knock me down, by tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;or i trip and die and whatever other stupid way i can die i don't really&lt;br /&gt;bloody care, as so long it doesn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;cause if i really didn't care whether it'll hurt i would have commited suicide long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-5705249356012644760?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5705249356012644760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=5705249356012644760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5705249356012644760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5705249356012644760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-last-post-was-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4394834726662216263</id><published>2008-07-19T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:27:46.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(x</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt; thanks for the bowling.. I suck at bowling. alot. haha. i think i got alot of zeros. but thanks to michelle's friend my score wasn't so bad.! sorry! can't remember your name. she's a damn good bowler.. unlike me. :x oh, and i cannot hold an S size ball. only xs. stupid.. nevermind. BOWLING SUCKS. just kidding. that's because i suck at it. anyway, my stupid shoe is so hard.. the back of my heel hurts like mad now. so decided to go to BATA to buy socks. but ended up looking at gladiator sandals. EWW. one of them was made of plastic. but then i found the real one! i liked it except for the sequens on it. next to it was another cool one. but i didn't know how to wear it. not my fault what.. it's the stupid thing. anyway, i was so dumb, i took the whole thing out. hah. how smart of me. and then i think the aunty was staring at me with that du lan face. and she said' you don't have to take it out..' diao. i was so embarrased. anyway, the sandal was so flimsy. and the strap was really thin. and i didn't like the sequins. so we decided not to buy it. arghhh. so close to getting my gladiator. idiot.. anyway, on the way, saw gladiator pumps. that's for the first time in my life. yuck.. and it was so glitsy. and there was one true blue boho gladiator on the shelves.  IT WAS DAMN FLAT! and unlike the other one, it didn't have a slight heel and it wasn't made of unauthentic plastic...x.x I REALLY WANTED IT. BUT GUESS WHAT??? it cost 147.80 dollars.. stupid.. then the lady said' half price half price! oni $70 so chip.. WTF. YOU CALL THAT CHEAP? i can get one so much better and chiper online.. the very high version. you know... heheh. and the short one. i saw it online. but the short one was kinda ugly and not worth the money. and the sexaye long one was in what some euro dollar or something.. wha lau. by the time i convert, i might as well sell my house!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVEN'T RAISED $$ for the tube jumper that i'm eyeing. gotta find a way to fleece the $$ out of my father. okay, tommorow i shall be a little pestilence and guai kia and help him with everything, and pretend to be nice to him..&lt;br /&gt;tell you whether it works.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;ok buang.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;( don't be jelous. i'm going for a dinner feast now. wha got lots of nice food sia.. lol.want some? ha i don't give you.. X)&lt;br /&gt;chaotah beef wool.... okay, wth am i talking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4394834726662216263?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4394834726662216263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4394834726662216263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4394834726662216263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4394834726662216263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/x.html' title='(x'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-5203521988540051022</id><published>2008-07-16T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:27:34.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addiciton x)</title><content type='html'>LALALALA fbt craze&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CFortress%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;my  baby purple&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; is 2 days old..  got black &amp;amp; orange too.. planning to get pink. EH! PINK IS NOT AH LIAN OK! IT IS SO HAUTE. hahaha&gt;&gt; anyway, what colour is nicer? hawt pink of light pink? &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Fortress/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Fortress/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Fortress/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Fortress/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;stupid! i can't get the picture so here's the links;)&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://bp3.blogger.com/_8ZbQiiGORnE/SBRSPyTaPdI/AAAAAAAAABE/r0xvpVEFYS8/s320/PinkFBT%25252Bcopy.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://closetinourbackyard.blogspot.com/&amp;amp;h=269&amp;amp;w=311&amp;amp;sz=29&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=43&amp;amp;tbnid=JMwIkXof6ly9HM:&amp;amp;tbnh=101&amp;amp;tbnw=117&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpurple%2Bfbts%26start%3D40%26gbv%3D2%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;light pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://bp2.blogger.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SB0o4TSGEcI/AAAAAAAAAo4/n-ruuelb6Ow/s320/pinkfbt.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.voguefrenzy.blogspot.com/&amp;amp;h=240&amp;amp;w=320&amp;amp;sz=14&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=55&amp;amp;tbnid=r3MTZkwwZ9SW8M:&amp;amp;tbnh=89&amp;amp;tbnw=118&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dpurple%2Bfbts%26start%3D40%26gbv%3D2%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dark pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough about fbts lah. LOL. life as usual, was the same. went to school, did 1. bla 2. blabla. 3. blablabla. 4. (guess, i know you know it).. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;today had computer science. as usual. it was bla. you know blabla?..&lt;br /&gt;DID THE NORMAL STUFF. LOOKED FOR GHOST. SPOOK OURSELF OUT. AND THEN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         THE LESSON WAS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then went back to class. &amp;amp; then had lang arts.&amp;amp; then had recess. and today i was dulan because i choped a table and then i heard someone in the que telling her friend, oh you know there's already someone at the table. scared it's a sec four. and then her friend said nevermind, sit one end of the table lor. and when i came back, the whole table was full of people i didn't even know. and we had to leave the table we had dearly choped. WTF. DULAN. ...  so charmarn &amp;amp; I had to find another table. we were walking and we couldn't find another table, i was about to give up la, and then tadah! charmarn spotted a table. HAHAHAHA! heng ah heng. otherwise, we would have to stand and eat. FCUK! . next time I should put an electric wire on the table i've choped so any ass who wants to sit, will get her ASS burnt! stupid...-.- how could you qiang our seat? we choped it first lor! i put my jacket and clutch there. please, don't tell me you're blind. and don't tell me that there's another person with my clutch! and when i came back, my clutch had moved to the centre of the table, and there were two groups seated together. sepereated. so they decided to use my clutch as a divider because they didn't want to sit right next to each other. IDIOT. ... get lynette to go kill them for me. hahah. my kind deprived mate:D okay, but we have to forgive and forget.. blablabla, according to miss chua poison tree poem.&lt;br /&gt;HAA! and ruth looked like miss chua today! so we all called after her! miss chua! AND SHE WALKED AWAY SO FAST! hahahah. should have seen her. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arghhhhh &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i have no $$ for the tube jumper that i had ordered. i pray that some kind soul will come along and donate to me the poor spastic chaoyanger;) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it's the chaoyanger's birthday on monday, so if anyone wants to go out with the chaoyanger you can give her a ring.&lt;/span&gt;(* note to dumbos:  no not the jewelry, i mean a call, but you can give both, i won't mind;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, and recently i read the old post from pipo's blog. HAH! ZOMG ALL THE MEMORIES! HAAHAHA! SHERILYN OWNING ME IN EVERYTHING! AND I REMEMBER THE TREE CLIMBING INCIDENT ! HAHAHAHAH. I REMEMBER BUKIT TIMAH NATURE RESERVE THE PARK! OMGAWD! THE SLIDE! REMEMBER? THE SWING? THE ONE THAT LOOKED LIKE SUMO'S PANTY? AHAHAHHAH! OH AND THE SAND! YOU WERE SCARED OF THE SAND LAH! I REMEMBER! BUT I DIDN'T CARE AND I SAT DOWN! AND THE PICTURES! I REMEMBER!  oh and then a stupid worm got stucked to my ass! HAHAHAH I REMEMBER!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-5203521988540051022?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5203521988540051022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=5203521988540051022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5203521988540051022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5203521988540051022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/addiciton-x.html' title='addiciton x)'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4899169001589328261</id><published>2008-07-15T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:05:30.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PURPLE HAUTE FBTS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4899169001589328261?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4899169001589328261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4899169001589328261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4899169001589328261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4899169001589328261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/purple-haute-fbts.html' title='PURPLE HAUTE FBTS.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-2431646164303183218</id><published>2008-07-13T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T07:19:17.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHH!</title><content type='html'>okay, today i wasn't so emo kia. better than last week lah! ANYWAY! WHA TODAY I DAMN HAPPY. okay, not exactly, but happier. BECAUSE I FINALLY GOT MY SEVENTEEN MAG! OH BABYBABY. time to go shop again!;D HOHOHOH &amp;amp;&amp;amp; this is the chip skate edition. somemore got MIAN FEI face wash. ahh. who could ask for more? anyway, i've been EYEING the silky girl forever yours that perfume. ah dang. i stink, that's why i want it. SHEESH. now i have to stick with the body mist impulse that only lasts for not even an hour. -.- oh baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday i ate like A PIG! at hanabi. at first we were planning to go to the bukit timah branch but it was too crowded. so i went to the one near bugis. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; shh, don't tell my mama, i bought a $17 tube jumper. ah yah, if i too fat cannot fit, then buang and sell lor. easy peasy. hahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i have to save for a week! man.. i so poor. but it's okay, cause i get to lose weight too! killing two bird's with one stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go sleep now. i just had a ham sandwich . jelous&gt;? good. i like. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! BUANG BUANG BUANG.&lt;br /&gt;tommorow i wana go butterfly&lt;br /&gt;who wants to come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-2431646164303183218?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2431646164303183218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=2431646164303183218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2431646164303183218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/2431646164303183218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/arghhhh.html' title='ARGHHHH!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-8479550339386012796</id><published>2008-07-11T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:53:01.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; let me relish in my sweet slumber &amp; never be woken up,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that's because everytime i wake up, all the bad things that happened just hit me like concrete slabs on the pavement where i walk. walking in the middle of street, so empty, in a world with dwindling numbers. telling those thoughts to go away don't help.no, not one bit. because they just stare you in the eye the very moment you open them. why not let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;relish in swseet slumber.&amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;never be woken up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; i'm going nuts. everything makes me annoyed. why? i don't know. maybe there is something that i haven't solved yet. something. trying to piece this broken puzzle together.  maybe i need a getaway? i don't know. i need a distance from everything, teachers, work, school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i need a break from the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lost interest in everything.. nobody cares anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ultimately it's just me &amp;amp; god, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;if only he can help me get through this phase. stop me from being so sensitive, so irrascible, so, whatever i don't want to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;if only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;goin back to sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;)+ sweet slumber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8157874089953488992-8479550339386012796?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8479550339386012796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=8479550339386012796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8479550339386012796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8479550339386012796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/let-me-relish-in-my-sweet-slumber-never.html' title='&amp; let me relish in my sweet slumber &amp; never be woken up,'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-337115725257980365</id><published>2008-07-08T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T07:22:55.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so if you must falter, be wise, DISTURBIA!  i feel like a monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;da da dee dum dum bum bum. hello! HAASS. haven't written for eons. ah yah busy mah.. JUST FINISHED MY GEOG TEST! WHOO. god it was so tideous. diao. don't know what test it is next week. anyway, nothing happened much these few days. except that i was a bit tongue tied in some certain situations. dono lah! as i said DISTURBIA! what's wrong with me? i'm going crazy now.  mugged the whole weekend. so tired. but the geog test was everything that i mugged so i okay lor. yah lar. anyway, freak there was one question i screwed up ! ONE MARK BUANG! nevermind. it's only one mark. i won't die. yeah. good. thank goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, i dedicate bust it baby part two to sherilyn, her birthday is tommorow! SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY IDIOT. haooaoaoa.aa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yah. life was as usual lor. SIAN SIAN SIAN. everybody. die. die. die. die. so sian. every week IS THE SAME THING.wha .. i'm getting very very bored with life. seriously. yah. anyway, i think i sign up for something at the cc, maybe it'll make life more interesting. ANYBODY. does ANYBODY. know ANYTHING more INTERESTING? maybe some new activity? archery? HEYSSSSS ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN IN WITH ME &gt;? PLEASE LAH. PLEASE PLEASE. begging you till i die. omgod. it's so boring. WHAT THE everyday. is. the.same. same.same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;either i go out shopping normal places, cine bugis, blablablabla. parkway, ah yah, i bored SIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;go shop online, shop wherever, buy new clothes, then go out and buy even more clothes. and then go out again... ah yah same lar. you can predict. life is predictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. why is it so boring????/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;predictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;bye bye bye. boring world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm going to KUN now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-337115725257980365?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/337115725257980365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=337115725257980365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/337115725257980365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/337115725257980365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-if-you-must-falter-be-wise-disturbia.html' title='so if you must falter, be wise, DISTURBIA!  i feel like a monster.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-6722215387448402386</id><published>2008-07-02T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:15:27.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the love, we all know that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;on 1.07.08 AC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;went out with tessa; charmarn; pipi; qiaohui; amy to yoshi-blablabla! can't remember the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;jap restaurant cause island creamery was packed! HAAAS. but it was a good choice because the morsels of golden fried chicken were oh-so-yummy;) the last time i went there, they had this very nice wasabi chicken. haa!  i made my own chip skate wasabi chicken by smearing the morsels with wasabi. it tasted the same;D hooooo. i'm so smart;D LOL. anyway, after that, went shopping at coro with char while the rest buanged. wanted air-con and to look-see. GOD! I WANTED TO SIT. but i couldn't find any seat except for those outside the barber shops. ah dang. i bet that was for their botak customers.. sheesh. anyway, yeah, the science test that i was trying to PIAH! on monday was a total screw up. i wish i didn't study. cause i did and it didn't make an iota of difference, cause it was so bloody hard and it's already set that i'll fail.**** haaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and today i was like damn SIAN in school. why? because school is sian lor! wha kau, every day same thing.EVERY DAY. EVERY DAY. everyday do crap or study and then go home and shit and then go to sleep. WHATTTTT. I dowannn! i feel like doing something INTERSTING. and the fact that michelle is gone. so i guess it all adds up;( freak it. life is so boring. i feel like commiting suicide. but taboleh lah! PAINFUL you know. at the same time, it's only for a while. NONONOO! cannot. so painful. hai.. just hope that the year will end quickly. then two months of shiok holiday, and back to school.. and the same thing repeats. omgod, i'm just living day to day. i sort of generalise everyday. like okay, tommorow is gonna be the same. sian. tommorow will be sian. tommorow everything and everybody is the same. everything is constant. nothing interesting happens at all. that's why i've come to just take the expected. so reality is actually what i expect. or is it reality cause i expect it? whatever. but fact is, all the self-help books which i have just stuffed into my head ain't working it's magic no longer. everyday i find myself telling myself, relax, just relax. but i can feel all the pent up feelings inside. and everyday, i tell myself the same thing, and the same pent up feelings just pop out. so everyday,it's the same, i tell myself to relax, but in the end it becomes a chore. that's because of the negativity it brings with it. because the actual reason is that i DO NOT ENJOY LIFE. BECAUSE. IT IS GODDAAAAMMN SHIT. it's just crap. trust me, i didn't ask to be born into this retarded scrwed up world of yours. they say everything is an illusion, it's your perspective of it. but i tried changing my perspective, and it's the same old painting that you've painted for me. i tried. but no. i need another picture. why don't you paint me a differnt one for once? they say you can control your feeelings, because it's yours. YES. but you now what? if you can do that, you're an alien. i'm serious. you are god. live in the clouds, not on earth. i dowant to think anymore. my mind is a blank. i'm too tired to analyse anything and to look back and rack my brains and shit. it's a waste of my time. they say live in the present. but for god's sake, if you did that, you must be suffering from alzheimez. or some form of memory diesease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;you tell me to do all that, but ask yourself, is it possible? i tell you the answer. NO. it's not. i tried it so many times. SO MANY TIMES. and i failed. go and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm in dilenma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i want to commit suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i want to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i hate school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i hate complications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i wished my life was perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and that's imposssible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i wish for the impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;you said that impossible is non&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;existent, cause everything is possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;no. it's not possible to make everything possible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;imma a perfectionist inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and when i get upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i get real upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and it's over mundane things that don't concern you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;humans. and i'm NOT AN ALIEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm talking about ALL THE TRIVAL MATTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;everything stresses me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i wish i could sleep and never wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i wish i wasn't human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;either that i wish i was an emotionless human,( that makes you unhuman) so it's the same as the wish on top!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my life's a farce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's a fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why did humans exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why did they create a heirachy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why did they create society?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why couldn't they just mind their own bussiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why are humans so inquisitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why do humans destroy themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;they created a group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;group became larger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and then split into different countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;developed culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;then became society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;the society needed goverment because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it was too big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;then comes competition against other countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;we compete against our own race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;then we suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;we have to go to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;to continue the workforce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;to continue the competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;to continue what was already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;we are destroying everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;what comes around always comes all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;the way back around. take global warming for example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;why make our lifes so hard? why try to compete and give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;excuses that it is to better our life? ask ourselves, is life really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;the way it should be? NO. everybody is stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;every minute every second we are competing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;when can we sit down and relax and stop competing? when can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;we break the cycle and just do what we want? when will that ever happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;never. that's because man is never satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and sometimes he fails to relize that that fetish with trying to ever improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;is actually killing him silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;the only thing is for the whole human race to just quit. that's how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-6722215387448402386?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6722215387448402386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=6722215387448402386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6722215387448402386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6722215387448402386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-love-we-all-know-that.html' title='it&apos;s the love, we all know that.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4798370729075249357</id><published>2008-06-29T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:25:04.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLA! BLA! BLA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hello;D back. yesterday went to bugis to shop again. and this time, i wasn't so impulsive. and i got a super super super super cheap BF tee for only $5! AHH YOOHHH. so chip. the other tee was $10! but then the striped red one looks better than the striped black one. sheesh! then i should have bought from the other shop lah. but anyway, the red one was the only one left. it was like just dumped on the rack with a couple of other clothes. HAAAS. thanks to my maid's sharp eyes. okay i have to admit. i am very bad when it comes to bargaining and that sorts. and i'm quite an impulsive buyer. i see, like don't like whatever, just buy. suhui go and die. i wasted all my $$.. nevermind. that's why you have some heros that will come along and save the day. which are those smartie shoppers. LOL! haas. also bought grey shorts. dang it was cheap but lousy. i wore it once and the buckle broke. SHEESH! thank goodness i had an extra button. so my maid helped sew it on, and it's as good as new! whoo. custom made;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, supposed to do work yesterday but i procastinated. so the only thing i did besides shopping yesterday was just chinese tution. but today i made up for it buy finishing my revison for tuesday's common test! mugged my 20 valencies, finished all those three chapters! yeah. i spent four hours at the cc mugging, and then i had to walk home under the schorcing sun! now, i'm even blacker. THANKS mr sun. it's all your fault i look like charcoal now. haiz. anyway, i went home and tried to correct my screwed up hair. so i layered and trim. okay. so i don't really know whether it looks better or worse. but since it's already been done. i just have to accpet it.  yeah. anyway, i don't know what's wrong with me..i keep getting recurring thoughts of some very unpleasant things. don't know why. sometimes i just wished that i never ever knew them. but then everytime i pass them, it's like they will say hi, and what am i supposed to do? pretend i'm deaf? i can't do that right? i mean if i do, that will be outright tao. okay, it's not as if i don't want to tao, but it's just that i can't bring myself to do it. that's all. in dilenma now. need a change of song, to change my feelings. wait.. goin to itunes radio to look for new songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DAYS BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;finally, after that long toturous week, it was finally, the wonderful weekend. went for concert with qiaohui &amp;amp; amy, and i was so angry with the first bf shirt that i bought because it was far too big. so sad right. yeah. anyway, i survived that ordeal with my shirt and continued with the show. it was by the drama girls, actually i went to the concert because i wanted to support mich &amp;amp; charmarn. yeah. hahahah. yeah. so happy when i first saw them at entrance. later, after the show, i was lookin  out for charm and mich, but i couldn't find them, and amy was a little bored, and both of them wanted to zao, so we went home.. yaaaaahhh. otherwise would have waited for them and intro and sorts, but i guess we were all tired. so, later, i called daddy to pick me up. shit lah him! he was so bloody lazy. his clinic is so near! gleaneagles oni! nag nag nag.. lao dao. i doneed him lar! wait till my mama comes back on thursday. then i don't care liao. hey!, but today, he seemed to be in a better mood so he sent me to the cc. LALALA!he's so erratic. capricious. or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; friday wasn't entirely the nicest day ever. because, michelle is leaving. ;'( listening to emo song now. i just hope michelle would miraculously come back. but i don't think that's very very possible. YAH. so the best to expect is to remain as good friends forever!. sigh... good luck michelle for tommorow! WE STILL MUST HAVE THAT JOINT BDAE PARTY! yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;daddy isn't back yet. what on earth is takin him so long. now i'm all alone at home. scared okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;haas. playing mindsweeper flags now! byeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ttul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4798370729075249357?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4798370729075249357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4798370729075249357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4798370729075249357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4798370729075249357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/bla-bla-bla.html' title='BLA! BLA! BLA!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-6078370100379943708</id><published>2008-06-23T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T04:49:24.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't imagine life without you cause i would be, empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;you're my shining star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hello;D haven't blogged for awhile&lt;br /&gt;it's THEN end of the holidays.. I am so sad.. i dowan! plus i have to take a bus there myself in the morning, i don't mind taking it by myself after school, but in the morning, i hate crowds.  tidat the day DRAGGED. and dragged. dragged. dragged. dragged. so slowwwwwly.  i was so tired. one day is equavalent to ten days! BUT THE PLUS SIDE- we only have a few weeks, short term you see. yeah. anyway, today, went to bugis with charmarn to get bf shirt. AND i was very sad at first, cause there were a few shops selling the BF shirt, all checkered, saw one shop, selling it expensive. charmarn said i look nice, but then checkered doesn't suit me. and then was walking and walking.. and then opposite another stall selling too,  was bf shirts look alike, somehow, even though those inside were authentic bf shirts, it didn't appeal to me. AND then i found a very chiobu wan. checkered, but with nice femminine cut, but too bad, the cut was so narrow, and even if i did manage to squeeze in, it would be uncomfortable, so i asked her for a bigger size, plain one that was not supposed to be used with a belt, but they didn't have so i settled for a longer one. there was white, yellow, grey and black i think. no no, black, but anyway, i couldn't bothered to look at the other colors, like yellow, i so tan, so yellow ain't a good color, grey, i have so many dull pants, so cannot, so i settled with the one that she gave me, WHITE! it cost me $23++. yeah, but it was of good quality at least, sometimes, the bf shirts ain't of good quality, and liked this other bf shirt at a goth jap shop, but then, it was quite ex too, and checkered, with a fixed tie and belt,, i don't really like checkered and the fixed tie, but the material was good, sometimes, you go around, you see cheap bf shirts, they look a little ugly, sometimes, you see nicer ones, saw a nice looking checkered bf shirt, but then i dono about the quality, but it looks okay lah,but the only thing was that the color wasn't nice..&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;anyway, came back and wore it again with a silver belt i just bought!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, first time i bought $20 shirt. so cheap skate right? yeah, but.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;anyway, qh, don't be sad!  don't worry, it's okay! you can do it! tommmorow will be a better day i tell you!;DDD yeahh. anyway, gotta go study twelth night. BRB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-6078370100379943708?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6078370100379943708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=6078370100379943708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6078370100379943708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6078370100379943708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-imagine-life-without-you-cause-i.html' title='i can&apos;t imagine life without you cause i would be, empty'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7435551054219611802</id><published>2008-06-19T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:41:47.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the chocolate factory</title><content type='html'>hahha. i guess i watched too much charlie&amp;amp;the choco factory. LOL. brainwashed..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still having that stupid flu AND IT'S WORSE. great. why can't it be NEXT WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;then i don't have to go to school... sigh* and oh i can't stand that stupid uniform! ESP with the new supplier. blatantly putting it, IT SUCKS. okay. i tell you why. number one, there is not enough space for our *ahem* chest in front. and number two, there is far too much space at the back. it looks like a paper bag. and a choker in front. ironic isn't it? well, i don't know how they invented such stupid suits that look no where close to our uniform. so the only way you can identify it is the sleeveless blue thing. AND the stupid waist line IS SO FREAKIN HIGH! i had to buy a dress two sizes bigger so that the waist line is at the CORRECT place. okay, and the front was okay, the back was too LOOSE! and it was darn long. like up to the floor? what ? you expect us to be teck kos? i am not overweight although i am a little plump okay? and yes, we do need more cloth for the front, and less for the back, so if you could, please,trade places, and transfer that stupid cloth from the back to the front.OKAY, i sound really idiotic, cause i don't even make sense. well, just see for yourself! YAR. seriously. where is the former tailor? where?!! SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;that was a long explanation of a piece of cloth.. okay. blablabla&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;MY BROTHER IS SO IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;sorry you have to put up with my complaints today cause i haven't written in a few days and so many things happen to happen.;) okay, if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back.&lt;br /&gt;i am complaining about a complainer.&lt;br /&gt;okay, he complains about my hair&lt;br /&gt;he thinks it's ugly&lt;br /&gt;messy, and ah lianish&lt;br /&gt;if you don't like my hair.&lt;br /&gt;that's your problem right? not mine!&lt;br /&gt;okay, and then he complains about what i wear&lt;br /&gt;i can't wear skinnies , can't wear anything. then&lt;br /&gt;what? you want me to be naked? besides..&lt;br /&gt;what he wears is a P.O.S.. seriously&lt;br /&gt;it's this like everything in his wadrobe IS BLACK&lt;br /&gt;OR RED.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT HAS ABSOLUTELY NO STYLE.&lt;br /&gt;AND HE WEARS SUCH BIG ASS PANTS&lt;br /&gt;well, that's no my problem .&lt;br /&gt;he's FAT.&lt;br /&gt;i mean really,&lt;br /&gt;he's 94kg.&lt;br /&gt;however tall you are&lt;br /&gt;that is fat.&lt;br /&gt;unless. you are a giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;so, and his hair sucks. it's bald at the sides&lt;br /&gt;and his top is full of hair, and his fringe starts from&lt;br /&gt;the back of his head.&lt;br /&gt;whao!&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine what that looks like?&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;i already face it&lt;br /&gt;so i have to bear the uglyness&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;and you might think it's not a big deal&lt;br /&gt;but IT HAPPENS EVERYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;and he also makes fun of the uniform  that i wear&lt;br /&gt;saying it's so big and his size is even smaller&lt;br /&gt;AHEM&lt;br /&gt;this is a girl's sch uniform&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHAT? YOU WANT TO WEAR?&lt;br /&gt;too bad&lt;br /&gt;there's no size for you .&lt;br /&gt;too bloody fat.&lt;br /&gt;you can't expect that size to be the same as&lt;br /&gt;bois size&lt;br /&gt;and besides, different clothes, different size.&lt;br /&gt;i bet he is too dumb to know that.&lt;br /&gt;well, he is.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; he's off to australia, so good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headache now, block nose. can't hear. becoming deaf. brain block, which accounts to the retarded way i've been writting. i can't seem to remember some words.. and facts.. whatever. AND I CAN'T STUDY. SHIT. I AM SO GUILTY. WTF.  i don't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, GOTTTTA GOOO FOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;shhh. noisy&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;ah yar&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enjoy the song. brb&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7435551054219611802?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7435551054219611802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7435551054219611802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7435551054219611802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7435551054219611802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-to-chocolate-factory.html' title='welcome to the chocolate factory'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-1519951225349967791</id><published>2008-06-11T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:52:54.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID IDIOTIC FLU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hello fools;D haven't blogged for a long time. already getting cold turkey so i came back-.- lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hahahah. anyway, didn't do much the past few days. was studying studying as usual. went for&lt;/span&gt; michelle's farwell party yesterday, and it turned out to be a wild massacre, running around and being oh-so-retarded. in other words, the outing was chaotic. sheesh, oh whatever, anyway, we kept running around and shuffling between cine &amp;amp; taka, so yeah, it was kinda of tiring. and on top of that, it was so early, 10 PM! sheesh, what do you expect to do at 10 AM? bang on the shop doors and expect it to open? hahahha. well, it doesn't work. cause it's all CLOSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;blablablablabla. met sherilyn on the way, she was at cine too. with venessa &amp;amp; kaillin. oh that fool.. meesssed up my already bao zha hair. hahahhahah. hohoohohohoho. stupid fool. i copied her *comb* hairstyle. i like;} hahha. no lah,  actually, i already long time wan.. yeah. so i decided to&lt;/span&gt; get it done. then saw amelia, ashley(first) yeah.. then said hi. we were at the famous amos shop .. they were goin out.. too a while to recognise them.. hohoho. told you i was slow.. lol. anyway, said hi to those ppeeeps;DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Later... we went back to taka cos cine was sian. then we lost contact with each other ( again)-.- and yah.. and my mother decided to bring me home. so sorry for pangsehing you peeps, and leaving myra to find mich&amp;amp; the rest all on her own. hhahahaa . &amp;amp;&amp;amp; charmarn. you better not be angry with me?&gt; no wait. are you? oh whatever. sheeeeshhhhhhh. THIS IS so weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;blablabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then my mother said that she was sian. so decided to go shopping at novena. OMGOSH. PPLS. GO COTTON ON! THE SHOP ;DDDD you know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; BECAUSE THE SKINNIEEESS THERE ARE ONLY $10!! WHAT THE HELL! SO CHIP/ .. and somemor e got different colors. so good hor? yeah. but then sizes allittle limited. they had purple,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; turquoise&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;red.&lt;/span&gt; but then red i donlike. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; was a little dull, so i chose turqoise! hahaha . actually, that's an excuse, cos only turquoise had my size.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;supposed to have tution today, but imma a naughty girl. i not answering my tution teacher's message. hohoho. man i'm clever! shhh. don't tell my mama!.. or. i'll be fried to death. and if you tell, you'll be fried with me. ;D and mymama cann have a bigger meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;you wouldn't want that would you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;;DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;anyway, i got a stupid bad flu. ttul. sseee you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;byeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lolaoalaloaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ahskdhfklshfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;,..... hahaha.a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;goghohohohgogogo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;;OOOOOd!s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-1519951225349967791?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1519951225349967791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=1519951225349967791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1519951225349967791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/1519951225349967791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/stupid-idiotic-flu.html' title='STUPID IDIOTIC FLU!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-7638228844275801292</id><published>2008-06-08T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:21:03.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE NO MORE SHOES TO WEAR;'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm268/cutedanadancer_photos/candy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm268/cutedanadancer_photos/candy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%5BIMG%5Dhttp://i295.photobucket.com/albums/mm124/hkearney24/_________.jpg%5B/IMG%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/%5BIMG%5Dhttp://i295.photobucket.com/albums/mm124/hkearney24/_________.jpg%5B/IMG%5D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HEYO;D saturday was not bad quite fun. had a meal at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;commonwealth, then went for dessert at the coffee club at thiong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;baru plaza. they just revamped so, it's nice.  I so fat already, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;there was so much food. but when gluttony strikes just eat;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hohohohoho.. the mud pie was OK lar. the cake was ok. everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;okay.. HAHAH BUT THE CARROT CAKE WAS GOOD! sheesh, i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;don't mean the carrot cake you get at markets, i mean the REAL&lt;/span&gt; CARROT CAKE. it's a cake, really;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;and then came back with a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;stupid flu. blablablabla. had a bad flu. i wanted to steal my dad's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;gui lin gao. but shit. he wants it and i can't steal it.. so i had to settle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;with HERBAL CANDY. okay, it's branded ricola wan so it tasted&lt;/span&gt; fine. not like some CHI-NA tasting stuff... uhuh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;so imma mute &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;anyway, recently a lot of ppl goin to hainan island. what's the hype? so nice mehhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt; *cow* hohohohohoho. i jelous. because i'm cooped up at home and rotting. no not exactly.. acting nerd LOR and mugging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;YAH. and on wednesday, i supposed to go out with michelle;) SHIT! but&lt;/span&gt; then my striped shoe you know the one from bata? yeah! KO YAK ALREADY!!! okay.. shhh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tht's cuz i walked in the rain the other day;p yeah. so anyway. don't tell my mum. it's an&lt;/span&gt; EXCUSE to buy new shoes. i just told her that it spoilt and i needed a new one. ANYWAY, IT'S &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;GGS. so it's chip.;) YAH. and i still haven't bought my play suit yet. which is stupid and it's so&lt;/span&gt; darn ex. $65. anyone wants to donate to me? hahahhahohohoho. i shall set up a charity for myself soon. "suhui in aid' please donate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;okay. lame. shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;blablablablabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i am so tired. tired. tired/and i keep getting funny dreams. but i ain't telling you. hahaha. not because i dowan to. i can't remember it. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;hhohoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;but i know it's farnie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;yeah. gtg do my work now. bye slackers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;hhohohohohohohoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;you can gimme a ring if you are bored. or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-7638228844275801292?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7638228844275801292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=7638228844275801292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7638228844275801292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/7638228844275801292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-no-more-shoes-to-wear.html' title='I HAVE NO MORE SHOES TO WEAR;&apos;('/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-5321053054522090571</id><published>2008-06-06T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:59:26.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEWY JUNIORS;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SEoVoaR2AUI/AAAAAAAAADI/aHa_FNw0gK4/s1600-h/menupic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SEoVoaR2AUI/AAAAAAAAADI/aHa_FNw0gK4/s200/menupic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208999703000514882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Fortress/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hah. who cares about the stupid doughnuts now? hoh CHEWY JUNIORS!! I LIKE;D ah yah today i too lazy go tell you all about it so read it yourselves. nah. the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" href="http://chewyjunior.com.sg/aboutus.html"&gt;LINK FOR CHEWY JUNIOR &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hahaha. LOL. OH &amp;amp; today guess what i found? i found THE SNIPP AVENUE CHIP CHIP CHIP HAIR DRESSER. AH YAH, YOU NOE THE WAN ON THE PAPERS? NEH! YAH LAR! hahahahha omgosh. YOU KNOW DAT THE HIGHLIGHITNG IS ONI 25$ WHAAA SO CHIP!! FOR CHIP SSKATE UNTY LIKE ME. HOH. PARADISE MAN. HOHOHOHO. AND THEN THE CERAMIC PERMS ONI 78$, AND NORMAL PERM IS ONI $28. OKAY, that's for REAL aunties LOR.. (okay, i'm saying this cos i am so jelous that they get to perm their hair and we don't ) at the same time i dowana look anuty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hahaha. so after marketing, i dropped by at my father's clinic to DELIVER his shupid lunch to him. lazy slut... if I would to be a boi i would be named ERRAND or Aaron.  SHEESH! yah&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i tell you! i saw this cute cute baby.. hahah. so cute. and it looked at me and frowned. diaos!! hohoho. so i frowned back and it started laughing. hohohohoho. then i stuck my tongue out at her!&lt;br /&gt;YES! EVEN BABYS WILL NOT ESCAPE MY RETARDED TOTURE;D HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i found out something. everytime i go to my new house in novena, i get a stomach ache. ppl tell me haunted what shit. maybe the ghsot giving me stomach ache.. i can't lao sai on the floor. so i lao sai in the toilet there lor. THEN AH! CANNOT FLUSH!! WHA KAU!! SO SMELLY. THEN MY SHIT IS DAMN BIG! hsahahahaha( i can see you cringing in disgust, good, good!) ;D yeah.. so i had to use a big bucket of water. and thankfully. it's down. hohohohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin to have dinner at hong kong street novena. you wan see me? come! NO! I JUST KIDDIN. DON'T COME SEE WHAT UGLY THING I'M WEARING! HOHOHOOHOH&lt;br /&gt;GOIN TO DO WORK NOW! BYE SLACKERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO THANKS FOR READING THIS ENTRY&lt;br /&gt;NAH. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=8220506184436568215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8220506184436568215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8220506184436568215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/filecdocuments20and20settingsfortressmy.html' title=''/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-4524704817799244679</id><published>2008-06-05T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:39:35.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHH!HOME ECONS DIE DIE DIE;O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i haven't even done the stupid home econs thing. idiot. and TODAY is the dead line. congratulations ...... i'm dead ... i don't even understand how to do it. &amp;amp; later i have tuition .. the whole day. i so sleepy... dots. just woke up . i'm still in my jams. sheesh. i can't even think. blablablabla. and go &amp;amp;&amp;amp; die. home econs. ah yah. it's such a dumb project. who on earth checks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;their body stature?&gt; dumb.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AH YAH.! SEE ANY DRESS NICE THEN WEAR LOR!! WHY BOTHER ABOUT WHAT COLOR AND WHAT BODY TYPE. FAT JUST WEAR BIGGER SIZE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;TAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;JUST WEAR BRIGHTER.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;SO SIMPLE.. SHEESH. I CANNOT UNDERSTAND THIS CRAP.. blabalbalblablabla. all adam and eve's fault! if not for them, we wouldn't have to wear clothes and do this project... HOHOHOHO. what a lame excuse... blablabla. ANYBODY!! HAVE YOU DONE IT YET? I BORROW! HAHAHAH. AND I CAN TURN INTO YOU FOR ONE DAY. okay.. that doesn't work. JUST KIDDIN.;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;okay. but now i have to do this stupid thing. and can no kid. ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;blalalalalala. and today i cannot go out. because of tution lar! tution tution tution! oh it's all your fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-4524704817799244679?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4524704817799244679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=4524704817799244679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4524704817799244679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/4524704817799244679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/arghhhhhome-econs-die-die-dieo.html' title='ARGHHHH!HOME ECONS DIE DIE DIE;O'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-251579263456997585</id><published>2008-06-04T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:31:45.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blablabla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;today was a sian day. very sian. woke up, then blablablalbla. and surfed net. then had lunch , did work, and that's it. then had tution. then a couple of other boring things. and then, packed my stuff blablabla. AND THE SAD THING IS THAT I CANCELED MY TAGGED ACCOUNT. GODAMMIT. okay. but i did. so calm down;D because, there are a couple of perverts out there, and it's very dangerous.. blablabla etc. anyway, with it, my mailbox floods to death. so i can't do it anymore. later i get distracted.... yeah. anyway, kept getting a headache. and whatever. so blablablablalbal. up till now, i still haven't signed up at the cc yet. which is so pathetic. i know. i can't stand it but then i haven't signed up for anything yet. except for one thing. that is the study room. which is sian. ( AGAIN!) i think even the way i talk today is sian. like i'mm ton gue tied! yeah.so i nidtogonow. get my ton gue untied. so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO CHAT, AND TAGG, AND GO AND DIE. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-251579263456997585?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/251579263456997585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=251579263456997585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/251579263456997585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/251579263456997585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/blablabla.html' title='blablabla'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-696068548629761952</id><published>2008-06-02T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:00:51.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INIDIANA JONES;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SETByxmy0dI/AAAAAAAAADA/9jAH90Eh3k4/s1600-h/2008_05250011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SETByxmy0dI/AAAAAAAAADA/9jAH90Eh3k4/s200/2008_05250011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207500147200807378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Finally, my blog has been resurected. yesterday i tried to type an entry but couldn't.. donno what's wrong lah. anyway, i have to write all my entries in the morning cause the connection is SUPER slow at night. sheesh. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hahaha, so yesterday, i nearly got lost at orchard road! very farnielD i could have take 65 back home. BUT THEN I TOOK TWO BUSES INSTEAD! i so dumb right?? i could have taken 65! AND I DIDN'T.. okay, so, i mangaed to save myself anyway, and i reached cineleisure! PHEW! hahaha! GOD i sound lame..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; qiaoHUI and me suHUI hahahaha. met joanne &amp;amp;&amp;amp; charlene. then we went to watch indianna jones .. ah yah. i wanted to use the pomegranate juice coupon but cannot leh. stupid. why they so fussy!? hahaha. nbm lah. anyway, only a few cents more. ;D&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the what nippon village, you know , the 99cent wan? and ate ate ate. buffet AHHH! the stupid delicious enoki bacon. AHHHHH. joanne ordered so much.. hahahaha. and we were stuffed on it.. HAHAHHA so farnie. then i very pai seh. bcus i only brought $7.50// and she had to help me pay $10!! hahahaha. sheesh. nbm lah. oanyway, we walked around CATHAY. wha. that place quite nice sehs. anyway, i needed to go back at around 6. so i told them then they sent me to the mrt. HOHOHOHOHO! i'm already 13 goin 14 and i don't even know what trains go back to my house!HAHAHHAHA. so they helped me;) kind ppl;D lols. hahahhaa. then i walked back home. i was so lazy. i took like 20 mins to walk from potong pasir back home. COS i was so lazy.. anyway, myra told me that she was sitting next to a very smelly guy. HAHAHAH good luck. yah, and sorry, i haven't given the bottle back to you..;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oh and today i woke up with a headache. i've been having a headache for such a long time.. anyway, i'm going to the POTONG PASIR CC to study. anyone wants to tag along? onli $15 for a year. and air con of course. have to sign up for something at the cc too. FOR NYAAA oh shit i'm dead... ARGHH. oh! and i need to go back to my work now! DO TAGG DEERS! hahahaah&lt;br /&gt;anyway,  go to this link for a nice song!&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPT0c0_KgzE"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; chris brown take you down!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-696068548629761952?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/696068548629761952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=696068548629761952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/696068548629761952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/696068548629761952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/inidiana-jonesd.html' title='INIDIANA JONES;D'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SETByxmy0dI/AAAAAAAAADA/9jAH90Eh3k4/s72-c/2008_05250011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-5651469581111492695</id><published>2008-05-31T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:00:54.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P in loving memory of my microwave</title><content type='html'>The rain was super heavy today. so my whole of downstairs was shrouded in darkness when the thing tripped. so that's how the microwave died lor. it's so old. aghhh. poor thing. okay. it's dead. it's always been. sheesh. lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i went to sakae. hahahahaha. supposed to go out with michelle on monday. but cannot lar. i already going out.;( sorry! lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm so addicted to snuffle bunni! SO CUTE! go watch the video.  hahah so funni! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_1lr7TPvJs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-5651469581111492695?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5651469581111492695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=5651469581111492695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5651469581111492695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5651469581111492695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/rip-in-loving-memory-of-my-microwave.html' title='R.I.P in loving memory of my microwave'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-5823133125438356341</id><published>2008-05-29T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:41:16.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOODIE DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;HAH! hellos ppls. IAMBACK;D are you happy? YOU MUST BE! HOHOHOH.! back back back from eating and eating.. just yesterday i went for a buffet. at some ce.de.. what cafe! anyway, it's at orchard, opposite HYATT hotel, i think its ROYAL hotel. so anyway, just go in, and the very very very first cafe you see! anyway, there's only ONE cafe there&lt;&gt; SO it starts with c.. and the food is good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i went for a meal at yoshoku, YOU KNOW, the ONE AT SERENE CENTRE? YEAHHH! WHA $16 FOR A GOOD MEAL! TRY THE WASABI CHICKEN! DAMN NICE. NOT HOT AT ALL! okay.. so i admit. i went on a gluttony marathon;D. HAHAHHA. so nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;SO.. i had to jog 8 rounds. round butterfly. AND THAT'S 5.6km! okay. so i walked.. you know i'm too bloody lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;AND TODAY IS DAO MEI! and lazy. i didn't do any work. okay, at least i actually looked at my assesment books. .. lol..if that would help.. and I SPILLED THE STUPID GODAMMN POMEGRANATE JUICE! AGAIN!! that's because our fridge is too stupidly chock full of my dad's medicine, and i put it downright. and it leaked. cus it's LOUSY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;OH WHATEVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;it's confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;michelle's leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;she will stay in contact with us forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;so no worries..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-5823133125438356341?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5823133125438356341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=5823133125438356341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5823133125438356341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/5823133125438356341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/foodie-days.html' title='FOODIE DAYS'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-3564928567842942274</id><published>2008-05-26T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:15:12.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MICHELLE IS LEAVING! no cannot be lar.. what the hell? cannot cannot. why/ why? so sad. no michelle. what good news? it is called bad news lar stupid exam aunty. EVERYBODY stop evacuating scgs &amp;amp; goin to SJI international. you must stay faithful to your school. anyway, they're so expensive. so please stay? can? please lah. no lah. PLEASE don't sue me for saying that,  no lah., it's just that I miss those ppl there. so please don't get wrong ideas and sue me! hahahah. okay. anyway, i very sian lah. maybe i should start goin for some lessons or go to church? You have to have something to believe in right/ yupyupyup. anyway, today i'm going to cafe.. dono what, for hi tea!! WHA! MY MAMA SAID THAT GOT ALOT OF OISHI FOOD NEHS! hohohoh. i can eat my fill. got dimsum, got bread and butter pudding, got this got that, got nasilemak, got.. har.. salivating? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, i found out something, if you really cannot stand somenone, just stop dang thinking about that stupid person lah. she inflicted so much pain, then you wanna think about her somemore, hurt yourself somemore for what right? yah. forgive and forget;D that's the way to go. otherwise you can never move on with life. yeah yeah yeah. anyway,  i'm so retardedly crazy over chrisbrown's song, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;btw, my stupid itunes radio stations can't work! no connection. sheesh. so i switched form 97.7 to power 98.. no lah. not our singaporean one, i mean the REAL THANG! hiphop. even the dj's got that slang yo!. hahaha. lame. anyway, it's really nice. i think it's nicer that 97.7 .. okay lah. but i will still listen to 97.7 if it could work.. used to it mah... anyway, here's the photo i stole from tessa's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Fortress/My%20Documents/My%20Completed%20Downloads/2008_05250011.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hohohohoho.shit lah. cannot upload. dang stupid!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Fortress/My%20Documents/My%20Completed%20Downloads/2008_05250011.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-3564928567842942274?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3564928567842942274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=3564928567842942274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3564928567842942274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3564928567842942274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/nooooo_26.html' title='NOOOOO!'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-3765847658220234557</id><published>2008-05-25T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:34:09.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HEYS!;D I AM BACK! LOL. FINALLY IT'S THE OFFICIAL START OF THE JUNE HOLIDAYS, AND THE GREAT SINGAPORE SALE! WHOO. HAHAHAHAH. BUT THEN I STILL HAVE ALOT OF WORK TO DO. WHA I TELL YOU CAN DIE MAN.. HAR. ANYWAY, YESTERDAY I WENT TO THE RED RAIN CONCERT. WAS NICE EXCEPT THAT I HAD ABIT OF SENSITIVE HEARING. SO I ENDED UP COVERING UP MY EARS FOR THE MOST TIME. PPL WERE NICE THERE. HOHOHO. ALOT OF HUIS' LIKE ME. HUI JUN, QIAO HUI. HHOAOOAOAOAOAA. LOL LOLOL. WAS FUN.. MAYBE I SHOULD START GOING TO CHURCH. AHH. AND MOST OF ALL, THANKS TESSA, HAR. YESTERDAY CHARMAINE TAY WAS SO SILLY, AS USUAL BLUR!, CHARLENE K OSO AS CRAZY HOHOHOHO. LOL. MY GOD WHAT THE HELL? I KEEP SAYING HOHOHOHO. OKAY&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHO , LOL. TODAY I THINK MICHELLE IS GOING TO TAKE ENTRANCE EXAM! PLEASE FAIL MICHELLE. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I AM GOING TO JOHN LITTLE'S WITH MY BRO.&lt;br /&gt;BE BACK SOON&lt;br /&gt;BAD LUCK FOR YOUR TEST MICHELLE!&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU FAIL IT!&lt;br /&gt;AND STAY IN SC&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSUSUUSSSSUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-3765847658220234557?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3765847658220234557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=3765847658220234557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3765847658220234557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/3765847658220234557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/heysd-i-am-back-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-8276869383362303127</id><published>2008-05-22T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:58:53.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWIN in disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;corrupted post. sorry;(deleted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-8276869383362303127?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8276869383362303127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=8276869383362303127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8276869383362303127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/8276869383362303127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/twin-in-disguise.html' title='TWIN in disguise'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-6307825284942741751</id><published>2008-05-20T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:55:08.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you could be anywhere you wanted, but you decided to be here with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;HELLO;D I AM BACK. BE HAPPY. HAHAH. LOL. TODAY WAS A REALLY SPASTIC DAY. WAS CHAO YANGING THROUGHOUT THE VERY **INTERESTING BIOETHICS CLASS. BECAUSE IT WAS BLODDY BORING...8AM-5PM WHAT THE HECK. IT WAS SO TIRING. OKAY LAH. NOT SO BORING AFTER  ALL. BUT STILL IT WAS HARD SUSTAINING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;HAVEN'T DONE MY TWELTH NIGHT STUFF YET. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. BUT I'VE DONE MY MATH.;D WHICH IS A LARGE CHUNK. TOMMOROW I'M GOIN OUT TO WATCH A MOVIE. OH YAH. I STILL HAVEN'T BOOKED SOME NYAA EXTRA ACTIVITY YET .. AT THE CC.&lt;/span&gt; EH! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANYONE OF YOU WANT TO JOIN ME????? AT POTONG PASIR COMMUNITY CENTRE!.. JUST TAGG ME IF YOU WANT PLS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; HAHAAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ANYWAY,NOTHING HAPPENED AFTER YESTERDAY'S JOG. NOTHING WHICH WAS SIAN. SIAN SIAN. I WAS JUST CRAVING LIKE MAD FOR TOAPAYOH'S MEE KIA. WANNA KNOW WHERE TO GET GOOD MEEKIA? WELL, IT'S AT TOA PAYOH, BEHIND THE SPH BUILDING. NEAR BRADELL MRT. THE MOMENT YOU GET OUT, LOOK FOR MCDONALDS, AND THEN WALK TO THE COFFEE SHOP NEAREST MCDONALDS. IT'S ON MCDONALD'S RIGHT. YAH. SO.. YOU SHOULD SEE A CAKE SHOP. EMI CAKES OR SMTH.. YAH. AND A COUPLE OF BAKERIES. COUPLE OF HAIRSALONS... UHUH. BTW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;BOTAK JONES IS OSO THERE,IN THE BUILDING , NEXT TO THE SPH BUIDLING. WORD OF WARNING. IF YOU DROP OFF AT BRADELL MRT, YOU HAVE TO WALK. QUITE ALOT! ANYWAY, IT'S THERE, NEXT TO THE SPH NEWSPAPER BUILDING. THAT FACTORY THING. THE CANTEEN. HAHA LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;STILL ADDICTED TO THE SONG LOVE IN THIS CLUB PART TWO. AHHAA. IT'S SO NICE.. ANYONE WANTS??? ASK IT FROM ME.. LOL. kkkkkks that's all,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;byeee!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-6307825284942741751?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6307825284942741751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=6307825284942741751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6307825284942741751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6307825284942741751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-could-be-anywhere-you-wanted-but.html' title='you could be anywhere you wanted, but you decided to be here with me.'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-6322725519027825375</id><published>2008-05-19T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:49:57.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY LAZY PIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HELLO. I AM BACK;DD AH YOH, I'VE BEEN SLACKING&amp;amp;&amp;amp; SLACKING.. I'M A PRO.. TELL YOU WHY. BECAUSE I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CRASTINATE.HAHAHA.SO LAME. ANYWAY, THE JEWELRY MAKING WORKSHOP WAS FUN, EXCEPT THAT I HAD TO&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PAY... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;(&amp;amp;&amp;amp; YOU KNOW HOW LING SE I AM WHEN IT COMES TO PAYING FOR THIS KINDA OF STUFF, ESP WHEN YOU'VE ALREADY PAID $15.. OH WHATEVER. IT WAS FUN. AND I WAS ALSO LATE LATE LATE FOR THAT CLASS. I WAS RUSHING FOR THE BUS 151, AND NEARLY GOT KNOCKED DOWN BY THE CAR. WELL, I HAD &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NO CHOICE&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. I HAD TO SCAMPER ACROSS SIX LANES. BECAUSE, I WAS ALREADY. LATE. RUSHED AND RUSHED. THANK GOODNESS THERE WERE A FEW OTHERS WHO WERE EVEN LATER. HAHAHA. ANYWAY, THE ONLY BAD THING ABOUT BEING LATE IS NOT GETTING THE MATERIALS THAT YOU WANT. YOU COULD CHOOSE, BUT NOT WHEN YOU WERE LATE. SO I ENDED UP WITH A MOPENG UGLY DANGLING EARING...&lt;br /&gt; .. ERROR...&lt;br /&gt;BROKEN MESSAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY SORRY. CONTINUE LATER.. GOTTA GO! SORRY..;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8157874089953488992-6322725519027825375?l=sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6322725519027825375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8157874089953488992&amp;postID=6322725519027825375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6322725519027825375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8157874089953488992/posts/default/6322725519027825375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacharinesweetlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/lazy-lazy-pig.html' title='LAZY LAZY PIG'/><author><name>susu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568971714272590487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_j67hPIYDRdw/SCupLbsiDwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ncLSmTm6pkE/S220/pic0016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8157874089953488992.post-8012534640791922631</id><published>2008-05-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:58:38.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HART CLUTCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;OHHBABYBABY. I WANT MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HARTCLUTCH! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;whenohwhen; can Igetit?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN A LONG TIME, SORRY DEERS;D BCUZ I CHANGED MY BLOGGO &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; WAS BUSY WITH SCHOOL WORK. SO STRESSED. ELEARNING WEEK NOW AND WE HAVE TO DO SOME INDEX SHIT WHICH I DON'T EVEN GET ALTHOUGH I SPENT A WHOLE WHOPPING CRAP TIME JUST RESEARCHING ON IT. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHICH IS SAD. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AND THEN WE HAVE TO RETURN TO SCHOOL FOR OUR TYPE ONE &amp;amp; TWO MODULES. NOW, HOW SAD CAN THAT BE? OHHH. BUT&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; JUNE HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt; ARE COMING.. WHOOO.ARENT' YOU HAPPY??? HAHAHHA. BUT I'LL BE BUSY TOO, SO DON'T MISS ME. JUST KIDDING. I JOKING. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'LL JUST NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL FOR THE GUIDES CAMP, AND I'M DONE! SMART RIGHT? AND I MADE MYSELF FREE TO ACCOMPANY &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOSH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'M BEING VERY LAME TODAY. HAHAHA. JUS KIDDING( AGAIN;D) I'M NOT SO EGO. LOL. BUT THATDOESN'TMEANYOUCANDITCHME.... HAHAHAHAHHAHHHHHHHHHWHAHAA..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;OH ANYWAY, I OUGHT TO GIVE UP ON THE HART CLUTCH ALTOGETHER CUZ I'VE ALREADY GOT A NEW ONE.. SUPPOSED TO GO TO BHG TO BUY, BUT THEN AH,, WENT WRONG PLACE LER, SO HAD TO SETTLE WITH THIS LOR..;'D, HAHAH. OKAY, BUT IT'S NOT SO BAD.. IN FACT, I THINK IT'S QUITE NICE! COMEBE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;JELOUSPPL.&lt;/span&gt;. LOL LOL. I'M THE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;QUEEENNN. NO,IMEANREALLY. JUST KIDDING.. DENG DANG DANG! HAHAHA. YOU'VE BEEN TRICKED AGAIN!!! HAHAHA. LOL. I'M LAUGHING AT MY OWN JOKE. DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S A JOKE? DONO;? TOO BAD, BYE BYE, GO &amp;amp;&amp;amp; DIE!! HAHAH. AREN'T I LAMEEEEEEE...YES. I KNOW. I AM. TOO BAD. BLABLABLABLA. I'M SO RETARDED. HAHAH. ANYWAY, I DIDN'T DO SO WELL FOR THE TESTS BUT I SHAN'T BROOD OVER IT. FAILURE IS THE STEPPING STONE TO SUCCESS DEERIES.. LOL LOL LOL.SO FRET NOT. HAHAHHAA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ANYWAY, I WANA CHANGE MY HAIR STYLE LAH. SO UGLY THIS WAN. LETMME SEE.. I WANA SOME REALLY LAYERED HAIR ON TOP, WITH STUFF STICKING OUT. HAHA.A NO LAH. IT WON'T LOOK THAT BAD?;O.. CUZ I CAN HEAR YOU SAY, WHAT?? ARE YOU NUTS? ARE YOUSURE YOU WANT THAT HAIRSTYLE&gt; ,BUT REALLY, I THINK IT'S QUITE NICE? DON'T BELIEVE AH? TOO BAD LOR.. HAHAHAH. KKK. GOTA GO DO MY STUPID WORK NOW, THE INDEX STUFF FOR MATH ON www.heymath.com REMEMBER TO DO PEEPS, IT'S COUNTED IN CA I THINK, HAHHA. GOOD LUCK!( I DID TERRIBLY, SO ACTUALLY, I HOPE YOU DO BADLY TOO,. ( HAHA KAY, BUT I WON'T BE SO BAD; SO GOOD LUCK FOOLS.!) 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