<?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-16953261</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:45:26.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saccharine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-7013631962341043741</id><published>2009-01-19T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:52:17.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Patience, Patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days, 240 more hours, 14400 more minutes, 864000 seconds ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and counting... Never wanted anything/been this excited for a long time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply amazing - To have planned what was ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's beside the point, I can't even believe it! *___*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm being extremely vague/mysterious now. Who gives a rats ass? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;I am almost done with my paper, with some minior tweaks/adjustments left to be done etcetc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-7013631962341043741?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/7013631962341043741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=7013631962341043741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7013631962341043741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7013631962341043741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2009/01/patience-patience-10-more-days-240-more.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-4009672340454233343</id><published>2009-01-12T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:52:24.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got my shit of a phone back (Ty bro for picking it up for me from the mall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm now a dark honey warm blonde. Oo... more brownish of course. Only at a&amp;nbsp;fraction of the cost from lyn's mega bomb of a bill because I know the woman, who&amp;nbsp;was so kind to just charge me with the price of the things she used on my hair and abit&amp;nbsp;for her time&amp;nbsp;:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was abit afriad it was too light, but it turned out nice -&amp;nbsp;A shade darker from lyn's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice construction going on opposite of my house. Kinda redundant since the government is going to buy back the land we're in at the moment. Which means, one less place to collect rent from. We're moving in sometime mid this year for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellllllllloooooooooooooo&amp;nbsp;walk-in closet, brand new spanking bathroom with granite tiles, glass, the whole sha-bang and a new desk. I NEED A HUGE DESK. It's annoying to have to clean up every 10 minutes when I work on my stufffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum-di-doooooooo. I finished N's present! It came out better than expected... I'm so excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days *Sings....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-4009672340454233343?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/4009672340454233343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=4009672340454233343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4009672340454233343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4009672340454233343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finally-got-my-shit-of-phone-back-ty.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-6334586770522389499</id><published>2009-01-03T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:32:00.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.... Christmas was nice, had a get-together BBQ at my place. Catered around 20 people. Food was fabulous, especially the panchetta... I coulda finished the whole thing if I can. On the eve of Christmas, I joined Lynn's family gathering. Was kinda out of place at first, but after that it was fine. (Since I know her cousins etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad to have her back, miss the days. In fact, I just got back from her place - chatting with Shaun as well. Sucks that she has to leave on February. I'm hoping to be able to visit her end of this year up in Melb., but... we'll see. Sandy better be down with it :P.. She has abit of problems lately, I just hope it'll all go away soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! New years was a blast. I havnt had so much fun in a long time. HOWEVER, I don't think I will be doing that ANY TIME soon. He reserved a table for us up in the club, 'twas crazy. Well, me and Lynn were tempted to ditch the boys and head up to Coffee trap because of the damn traffic and lack of parking space. In the end, we drove back to my place and walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Shaun, Muru, Y.K, C.Y, Howe, and especially Lynn for taking care of me. Although, I can't say much for Shaun since he was pissed drunk. Y.K gave me a ride on his back to the car :P but, the boys misheard what I said. Wow, I'm terribly embarrassed. I told Y.K to walk faster to catch up with them since we were lagging behind. "Look Shaun! I have a Pony", I yelled at him when I saw him beside me. But, they were able to twist it (DEAF!). Even Lynn didnt hear me say that :P... Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear hear Shaun - to the happy drunks, best new years :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-6334586770522389499?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/6334586770522389499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=6334586770522389499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6334586770522389499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6334586770522389499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2009/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-4093006870659246390</id><published>2008-12-18T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:01:37.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over. I gotta admit, I didn't do so well as the last few terms. However, I still feel weird.. as usual. Like I'm missing something on my daily routine...&lt;br /&gt;Ram took me around Singapore yesterday.. Even having being here for my studies for quite sometime, I still am not in touch/familiar with certain places.. I've never been to Penin before :)&lt;br /&gt;We found the custom t-shirt shop in the far corner on the 4th floor (Was searching for a while).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the man was really nice and have alot of patience in hearing what I really wanted and my ideas.. and I'm really excited on how it is going to turn out.. Especially since it's part of my design, it makes it even more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;After which, we had a turkish lunch. I finally found that turkish ice cream shop again. Damn, I missed it! Have been searching for it for a while.. And I have quite forgotten the part where he jokes around with you when he makes the ice cream :P All in good fun.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I really enjoyed myself very much :) &lt;br /&gt;Mostly the conversations, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. My day started out pretty bad. Damn customs/immigrations. It&amp;nbsp;is really retarded and stupid. Even if they have the capability in building a 60 million complex, so?&amp;nbsp;They do not have the ability to manage. The systematic procedure is utterly horrid. I was so tired already from the travelling. What made it worse was the lacking of buses, &amp;amp; the idiotic&amp;nbsp;uncivilized people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-4093006870659246390?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/4093006870659246390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=4093006870659246390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4093006870659246390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4093006870659246390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/12/exams-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-3018163542308110324</id><published>2008-12-13T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:34:00.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lynn's back :) Been hanging out with her the past few days. 'Twas fun, like the old times :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my exams to be over.. I'm disappointed I can't really go celebrate her birthday on the 17th, since my exam is on the 18th. I can't afford to suffer from a hang over what-so-ever. Been slacking off this term. Not really my usual self. I just feel lethargic all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty. I have no idea how to explain myself or explain the changes. I feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a runner -&amp;nbsp;trying to avoid as much complications as possible. But I think it's going to take its toll sooner or later, and catch up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I explain them? How do I start? I hope it can be any easier, but saying it out loud seems cruel. I just don't see the future like how I used to anymore. It's slipping away. I don't think I can keep this up any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I get it over and done with? Or should I drag on until I can't anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spoken with Silje about it. It seems mutual, in terms of interest regarding the situation. I've always felt that I can talk to her about anything. She never judges. She listens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-3018163542308110324?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/3018163542308110324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=3018163542308110324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/3018163542308110324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/3018163542308110324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/12/lynns-back-been-hanging-out-with-her.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-6530258877348396387</id><published>2008-12-10T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:16:37.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Journalism went pretty well if I do say so myself. Although I've studied for media manipulation... I had no idea the discussive piece about Michael was in fact about media manipulation. Therefore, I totally skipped that question. After I turned in my paper, I started thinking about the questions. Kinda regretted turning it in that early. I still have some ideas to add on to my piece. Ah well... What's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On the brighter side, I've braided a strap for my phone! ;) Yea, I have loads of time :P Boo hoo :( But I love it... so screw you if you don't :P.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_pDpIeBI/AAAAAAAAACU/Urf3sKOTGnk/s1600-h/IMGP1774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gi="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_pDpIeBI/AAAAAAAAACU/Urf3sKOTGnk/s320/IMGP1774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_sE9OMAI/AAAAAAAAACc/rSOj2OS18tA/s1600-h/IMGP1773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gi="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_sE9OMAI/AAAAAAAAACc/rSOj2OS18tA/s320/IMGP1773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go make a shirt of N. :) I've drawn out what I wanted... On Tuesday Ram is gunna take me to that custom T-shirt making place at Penin. Thanks Ram. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_uKdS2bI/AAAAAAAAACk/bPuyZWsuTc4/s1600-h/IMGP1778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gi="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_uKdS2bI/AAAAAAAAACk/bPuyZWsuTc4/s320/IMGP1778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_vtHPQqI/AAAAAAAAACs/GFXkJtCHBjU/s1600-h/IMGP1784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gi="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_vtHPQqI/AAAAAAAAACs/GFXkJtCHBjU/s320/IMGP1784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Almost there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_w9dcWoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O5DQkgAB5mg/s1600-h/IMGP1798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gi="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_w9dcWoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/O5DQkgAB5mg/s320/IMGP1798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Done :) Hopefully it will turn out as planned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-6530258877348396387?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/6530258877348396387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=6530258877348396387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6530258877348396387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6530258877348396387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/12/journalism-went-pretty-well-if-i-do-say.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/ST-_pDpIeBI/AAAAAAAAACU/Urf3sKOTGnk/s72-c/IMGP1774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-8283410924006653348</id><published>2008-12-04T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:52:19.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, had a nice dinner with my family at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.georgeanddragoncafe.com/"&gt;George &amp;amp; Dragon Cafe&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;yesterday. 'Twas nice :D &lt;br /&gt;Yummy steak :) It's a nice ambience with more of a medieval&amp;nbsp;theme. I believe it is owned by a Greek lady, I'm not so sure, she came out to talk to the guests when it first opened.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about the new house over dinner, and how we decide to decorate our rooms. The guest room on the second floor is redundant. Since we won't have any guests over frequently, I suggested to make the damn room smaller so I can make my room bigger. I'm still hoping for my walk-in closet. :)&lt;br /&gt;Trying to think of a concept for my bathroom. I really like the glass panels at Sandy's place.. simple and nice. Easy to maintain as well. Thank god I finally have my own bathroom. I'm tired of sharing with my brother/parents. Now it's going to be so spanking clean without the men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be picking up our new puppy this Saturday. I really like her very much! She looks like a little gremlin when we were playing with her at the pet shop. Hopefully Coco won't be too jealous or mad that we would let her in the house. She's only a 4 month old puppy for now.. plus we'll be letting the two dogs in the house once we move. That's a promise Coco! :D I'll still love you even with the puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was a thief in my neighbourhood yesterday. My neighbour was yelling like crazy in the middle of the night. I didnt give it much of a thought since he usually yell at his kids in the same manner. He called the police but the bandit was nowhere to be found. Well, the economy has been bad lately, I'm not all that surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I don't think I'll be getting my money back. I hope to get it back though. It's been a year since November 2007. Even though he had offered to pay me back S$350, being stupid, I said it's fine, I'll bear half the cost as well. It's not my fault we got fined, I do not even smoke to begin with!!! Since November 2007, I have yet to even see half the debt being paid. All I got was S$50! It was funny to see their faces when I was able to pay out the fine early in the morning. Regardless, now that he has gone to NS, his gf (My friend) has to pay me back on behalf of him. I, sometimes feel embarrassed to even ask for my money back. How can a person feel embarrassed to ask for his/her money back?! /slaps self. Sigh... I'm never seeing a dime from that, am I? It's been so long... even saving S$10 a week since November should do the trick. Even S10 a month is good since 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-8283410924006653348?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/8283410924006653348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=8283410924006653348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8283410924006653348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8283410924006653348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-had-nice-dinner-with-my-family-at.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-6426538806732351297</id><published>2008-11-28T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:37:18.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been damn lazy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, almost finishing "Marley &amp;amp; Me"! Last few chapters made me cry :( Possibily made me feel guilty about my sweet puppy sometimes :P Okay, maybe not a puppy anymore. She's 9 this year! Old girl... I remembered she used to climb the stairs when she's not supposed to, she was around 2 months old then! And how my mom flipped when she peed on the carpet.. How I flipped when she gave me a nice present in my room, right in front of the door! The glorious pee! Arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her (2 months)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/STDGbXrzM0I/AAAAAAAAACM/voxszNq_kA8/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273933337167344450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/STDGbXrzM0I/AAAAAAAAACM/voxszNq_kA8/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her (Now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/STDGIA8NwAI/AAAAAAAAACE/YJuD8n_iPy8/s1600-h/coco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273933004644663298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/STDGIA8NwAI/AAAAAAAAACE/YJuD8n_iPy8/s320/coco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the movie to come out this Christmas! Also would like to catch the Four Christmases :P The trailer seems nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sandy, E &amp;amp; Zin on Thursday. It was fun :P I gotta say, I get abit crazy when you combine Sandy &amp;amp; Zin together, so much so that they threatened to leave me or throw me in the fountain :P Funny enough, I'm always mellow when I'm alone with either one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went trying clothes and shopping, and I saw this top *__*! It's a special type of blue with a braided strap on the left, and normal sleeveless on the right. So buying it :P.... Also saw some other stuff are RI that I'm quite interested in. Sorry to cut the trip short girls :P Had to catch the train at 7pm - Which got delayed for a half hour! Got home at around 930 :(&lt;br /&gt;*Yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-6426538806732351297?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/6426538806732351297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=6426538806732351297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6426538806732351297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6426538806732351297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-damn-lazy-p-anyway-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/STDGbXrzM0I/AAAAAAAAACM/voxszNq_kA8/s72-c/DSC00316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-1027906800600810478</id><published>2008-11-28T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T07:14:35.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget Howe's reward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here's your insurance!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MYYY&lt;/span&gt; surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MYYYY&lt;/span&gt; insurance :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-1027906800600810478?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/1027906800600810478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=1027906800600810478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/1027906800600810478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/1027906800600810478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/note-to-self-dont-forget-howes-reward.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-4514833600933267264</id><published>2008-11-19T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:43:22.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;THESE ARE DELECTABLE LITTLE TREATS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more? LOOK HOW ADORABLE THEY LOOK! *Drools*&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon is a tad too sweet, but Banana is just right! *Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSQzszyDYKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SRnCJBaiSnk/s1600-h/sticky.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSQ0Be1yxzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZA8jBwFrysM/s1600-h/sticky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394663993526066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSQ0Be1yxzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZA8jBwFrysM/s320/sticky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-4514833600933267264?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/4514833600933267264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=4514833600933267264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4514833600933267264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4514833600933267264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/candy.html' title='Candy!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSQ0Be1yxzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZA8jBwFrysM/s72-c/sticky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-7323565048044355957</id><published>2008-11-19T02:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:32:55.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Nov 14:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! Didnt have much of a celebration for my birthday. Just the usual get together! Had a fabulous dinner at Barnacles (Thanks bro)! Spectacular view outside, but the breeze made it a little bit stuffy! We had to wait close to 30 mins for our food! Can't complain because it really was great. &lt;3 my Lobster Ravioli! (Drools)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy came over and took me out for lunch and ice cream! *Smiles* But he had to rush to camp before 8 :'(...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 17:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPo5gMYfVI/AAAAAAAAABc/c6lK_XU-xUk/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270312063545670994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPo5gMYfVI/AAAAAAAAABc/c6lK_XU-xUk/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a get together with Sandy, E, and Zinette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since we've seen Zinette. Yes she's rather enthu about taking this picture lol. How long has it been? 1 year at least eh? Missed her and her rubbish. Although she talks without thinking, but damn she's funny as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maresoun oi malakies pou les&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy's parrot, Sandy, is annoying as hell. Yes... its name is also Sandy... How... cute... &gt;&lt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just bought this! And I like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPrMrU7eFI/AAAAAAAAABk/CcJY67A-SBg/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270314591975077970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPrMrU7eFI/AAAAAAAAABk/CcJY67A-SBg/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-7323565048044355957?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/7323565048044355957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=7323565048044355957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7323565048044355957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7323565048044355957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPo5gMYfVI/AAAAAAAAABc/c6lK_XU-xUk/s72-c/Image034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-1597035319447622772</id><published>2008-11-14T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:14:47.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisky</title><content type='html'>Finally! The weekends. I've been looking forward for it. Tough week today. Busy with the shootings for our Santa Kels production :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1: Merlion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56UDBxzaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rerd1BJFeN8/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268783098898795938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56UDBxzaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rerd1BJFeN8/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56pO3sjFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7IPaMlCZ71U/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268783462854986834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56pO3sjFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7IPaMlCZ71U/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56zeYXv_I/AAAAAAAAABE/ov0rRKZ9WrQ/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268783638817259506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56zeYXv_I/AAAAAAAAABE/ov0rRKZ9WrQ/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2: Esplanade / Singapore Flyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPmcXJ7hOI/AAAAAAAAABU/-IX5zBfFfs4/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270309363880002786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPmcXJ7hOI/AAAAAAAAABU/-IX5zBfFfs4/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPmKFK2vWI/AAAAAAAAABM/VHhFN9wWF-8/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270309049814400354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SSPmKFK2vWI/AAAAAAAAABM/VHhFN9wWF-8/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, everything's done! But my narration sounds like crap :P I guess hearing yourself sounds like crap -_-"... But... it really does sound retarded... Like I don't know what I'm reading.. *pause*..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-1597035319447622772?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/1597035319447622772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=1597035319447622772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/1597035319447622772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/1597035319447622772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/frisky.html' title='Frisky'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SR56UDBxzaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rerd1BJFeN8/s72-c/DSC00259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-387569236812710527</id><published>2008-11-08T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T05:45:11.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Splendid Suns</title><content type='html'>The bond between Mariam and Laila was unbreakable. She would die for Laila to atone her sins for killing Zalmai's father. She lived a life full of hardship and remorse. Married of at the age of 15 yet her father did nothing to prevent this for fear of his good name. No matter how regretful his letter was, it's not enough for what she has gone through! What with the beatings and endurance of a cold and hateful husband. What with caring for his needs attentively without complain. It's all so sad she couldn't go with Laila. Even if she could... it'll consume her with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending was beautiful. ..."Because, if its a girl, Laila has already named her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Dearest S-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Regarding my previous post, it simply meant I do not care. Perhaps you don't understand that. Why fret over someone (whom you think!) who is thinking bad about you? Isn't it hard to live with fear of how people would pass judgements against you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you fear that? It's tiresome. I'm tired of that. I wasn't talking about you, even if I was, why do you care what a shameless bitch thinks? Shouldn't my thoughts mean nothing of any significant to you? Shouldn't my thoughts be putrid? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm flattered, really. For the time spent on constructing sentences of hatred that is meant to hurt me. I've read the first post, and I rather found it astoundingly funny. In contrast to the 2nd, it wasn't as much of a "blow" as you would call it. Distasteful rather. I know this from the way you tagged my board. The way you wrote, predictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you better than me for being a Singaporean citizen? No, I think so not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you want to insult me, do as you please. I won't bat a lash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leave your name next time because it's hypocritical to the fact that you said "I disrespect myself". Do you disrespect yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wrote this not in anger, but to extend the mere thought that whatever I think should not bother you the way it should have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;-T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'd like to watch this movies: Dogville and Dancer in the Dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wonder if I can find them from the store. Anyway, these are the trailers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8rPllm4WEXw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8rPllm4WEXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_6iW6Szi9A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_6iW6Szi9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-387569236812710527?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/387569236812710527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=387569236812710527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/387569236812710527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/387569236812710527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/thousand-splendid-suns.html' title='A Thousand Splendid Suns'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-2879308119515936033</id><published>2008-11-07T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:30:52.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Your exasperation is my joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;your demise is my pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;The skys above won't mourn for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;nor will the birds sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done with my read. The treacherous man had died in the hands of his wives.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose there's going to be a good end to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A feeble attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-2879308119515936033?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/2879308119515936033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=2879308119515936033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/2879308119515936033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/2879308119515936033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-exasperation-is-my-joy-your-demise.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-8739712466031155403</id><published>2008-11-07T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T04:48:42.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are white lies and black lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and many shades of grey lies.&lt;br /&gt;Some lies are justified&lt;br /&gt;Lies told out of kindness&lt;br /&gt;Lies that preserve dignity&lt;br /&gt;Lies that spare pain&lt;br /&gt;I am Abraxas he says,&lt;br /&gt;The demon of lies and deceit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicely written, nicked it off from some show if I remembered it correctly. It was when she was searching for inspiration in writing her script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rather normal day today! Rather peculiar one! But it's amusing in the end - made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Den me endiaferei giati apla den ekana tpt lathos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received my necklace today as well; Vintage to the point where it looked a wee bit fragile. Ironic. But I guess it does look pretty neat, what with the brooch and everything!&lt;br /&gt;Went home pretty early for a cat nap! Energized! Happy! Jovial! Elated!&lt;br /&gt;My hives got back again! Got me a little grumpy, but it's gone again. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy went to meet E for lunch today. *Pouts* Next week, something special? I dont have anything planned, something fun and simple will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently dear old brother is going to buy me dinner! *Smiles* I wonder what will it be this year. Last year was George &amp;amp; Dragons (Fabulous steak house) and TGIF as well. Totally loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt consumes a person and spares no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it as it swallows in one gulp&lt;br /&gt;and spits it out in one swift move.&lt;br /&gt;Some would escape intact,&lt;br /&gt;Some would be trapped to writhe in agony&lt;br /&gt;while trying in vain to break away from their inner demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither guilty nor innocent thus leaving it unscathed &amp;amp; untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;*I am not afriad of death,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to be there when it happens - Woody Allen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little somethin somethin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see what N.K sent! *_* Tons of luv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-8739712466031155403?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/8739712466031155403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=8739712466031155403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8739712466031155403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8739712466031155403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-722776193154328687</id><published>2008-11-05T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:14:36.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Caught up with Jon about the old days yesterday. Made fun of some and definately missed some! It's been almost 3 years now! Since 2005! Omg Jon, you've grown out of your anime collection that you so proudly presented to me! Love the rabbit ears tho.. nice touch! *Beams*&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'd love a ride on your new Ford mustang. *___*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around with Wei Lun today. We were so lethargic! Hungry! Bored! Nice lunch at Mos burgers. I have to say.. I remember just sitting there for hours with friends doing nothing but talk about anything and everything! Late afternoon cramming sessions that turned into sweet nothings. I miss the days! Saw Sherman too! Didn't approach him since I wasn't that close to him during secondary school days. Yikes. I'm not even sure if that's his name.. I'm horrible! Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping around CWP and he bought a shirt :D It was a rather nice button up shirt in my opinion! And I got me a watch! I saw this quilted bag, it looks really nice. Probably gonna think about it, but I bet I'll get it anyway next week. *Doh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SRLRck48o4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ceIHkVFevcM/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265501203218604930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SRLRck48o4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ceIHkVFevcM/s200/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family might be moving next year. The house will be bigger but the compound will be smaller. It's not like I spent my time outside so I pretty much don't care. Would be nice to have a nice garden like here. It's nice to sit outside at night and watch the stars! If we move, my room will be at least x3 bigger than now, with a bigger toilet. Think I can convince dad to build me a walk-in closet? :o Not that I have any complaints about anything here. But I'd rather stay where we are because I'm sort of used to the environment and I like the way things are right now. They say it's safer there tho. What with the security guards and everything. As if they don't strive off from work! Lies, lies and lies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howe! I owe you big time :D Don't forget the pact when you come back! I'll have a surprise for you. And thanks for the extra 200 words to my essay :P *Beams* Fantastic! I daresay that I'm fairly happy with what I churned out with. I'm not sure that it's what he's looking for.. But I'm happy to have tried my best. Elated to be done with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are coming soon! Yay. Will be finishing up loose ends and relaxing. Currently, I'm feasting my eyes on a new read! "A Thousand Splendid Suns'. Some people says the Kite Runner is better! But I'll pick that up once I've finished it! So many things to read, so little time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-722776193154328687?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/722776193154328687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=722776193154328687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/722776193154328687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/722776193154328687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/caught-up-with-jon-about-old-days.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SRLRck48o4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ceIHkVFevcM/s72-c/DSC00250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-6544805498515380704</id><published>2008-11-05T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:11:12.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog; recluse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By entering or visiting, consider yourself "interested" in reading whatever I have to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henceforth, I have no use of your comments or any fault you may find in relation to my posts.&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I value your thoughts (at all, I might add).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I extend my gratitude for your kind efforts in providing insights to whatever that may seem like a thorn in your eye, and for your anxiety in replying with haste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-6544805498515380704?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/6544805498515380704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=6544805498515380704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6544805498515380704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6544805498515380704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-blog-recluse.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-7911256756670585668</id><published>2008-11-04T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:14:37.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>Misunderstanding upon misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;It just shrivels in the corner lurking around.&lt;br /&gt;Before you can put up your defences it pounces unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;However, it's of no regards to me - Because I simply do not care. (Yes, understatement!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to finish this term. Familiar faces has gone and pass. But they are all the same.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I will talk to them ever again after I've graduated. Perhaps for some. Everyone goes their separate ways. Only people I still hang out with since primary and secondary are still the ones I met when I was 8! You know who you are! *Glares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a certain someone, Im tired of your antics, I've realised for the past few months. Even so, I've not regretted, nor will I admit that I done something wrong. It's not in my place, but however you may seem to think it's your problem. It does not bother me. But somehow, it's bothering you and you may have talked about it, bitched about it or discussed about it hoping to win someone's over that is not my business. May I remind you to maintain a friendly stance for I am not one to cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday soon, guess I'm just looking for a quiet celebration with my friends and my family. What will you have planned? *Hints* Can't wait for Lynn to come back during December. I'm so excited! Late nights back again! At least for afew weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-7911256756670585668?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/7911256756670585668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=7911256756670585668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7911256756670585668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7911256756670585668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/11/misunderstanding.html' title='Misunderstanding'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-7908050502567049970</id><published>2008-10-25T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:47:50.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Giannis</title><content type='html'>Had a nice dinner with Kelly yesterday at &lt;em&gt;Giannis.&lt;/em&gt; It was fabulous :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin soup with bacon bits, home made lasagne with salad, and home mode cappucino ice cream :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their mushroom soup with truffle oil is the best. But I wanted to try something new! So far, it's my favourite Italian Restaurant so far. The food there is simply delectable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didnt have the steak yesterday :( I was craving for lasagne tho! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I forgot to take the picture of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a picture of ME after the food was finished :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/DSC04342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/DSC04342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-7908050502567049970?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/7908050502567049970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=7908050502567049970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7908050502567049970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/7908050502567049970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-to-giannis.html' title='Trip to Giannis'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-801190706357351450</id><published>2008-10-22T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:54:52.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed!</title><content type='html'>So... PR was a bust! Our lecturer actually forgot that we had a lecture today at 9am. What the blooming hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so astounded that he wasn't in class when I arrived! Finally, he strolled in at 10:30! By then, I was already bored out of my freaking mind......... Should have listened to my gut when I didnt want to get out of bed this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...."Stay... Don't go.. It feels comfortable..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, We - Wendy, Geraint &amp; I, were crapping our way throughout the whole session since he didn't really taught much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I did a henna tattoo or whatever you want to call it on my left hand. Thanks Moose. You owe me kawfeeeeeee, and I'll get the Donuts. It was a fun experience. But, I deeply regret not going crazy on it. It looks nice but it could be better if I had picked a crazier design :P Looks pretty cool! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, been at it again! :P Bought another bag and boots. I can't help it.... they look unique :P What can I do? Time to control yourself woman! *Growls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-801190706357351450?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/801190706357351450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=801190706357351450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/801190706357351450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/801190706357351450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/10/pissed_22.html' title='Pissed!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-4765023942599852905</id><published>2008-10-12T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:10:42.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the bee</title><content type='html'>Havn't been doing much these coupla days, just rushing the piling assignments and what-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Friday! Let's talk about Friday! It's super duper hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;The attack of the bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... we (Soph, Nat, Geraint, K.K &amp;amp; myself) were talking to the station. Geraint and Soph stopped dead in their tracks and I was like "What the fuck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there was a Bee! I was abit slow because it wasn't bothering us YET! However, to my disdain, that son of a biscuit flew at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat and Soph screamed and grabbed both my arms :P At this point, I was quite confused myself, so... I wanted to back up but I couldn't. I don't know if I tripped myself or Soph grabbed me a little too hard, but I felt backwards  :P Let a little souvenir on both my elbows :( Got an ugly scab on my left one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed all the way to the station, my cheeks were sore, my stomach was hurting and my eyes were tearing! Shit, that was fucking funny as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They swore I was falling slow-motion though :p I'd like to see that on playback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit, this is a pretty entertaining thing to be put on youtube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear me bumblebee! Imma swat you to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite addicted to online shopping now. Have been buying things and just window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I just purchased a beautiful satin floral halter top and a black skirt. The skirt is kinda versatile :D I can use it as a formal skirt too - For the price of S$10 (Last sales from a blog I've been buying from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I buy things on impulse and it sucks! But one's wardrobe can never be too big can it? It's time to expand it! :P But then again, maybe I should make use of the space! I'm a little tired of my pink closet if I do say so myself :/ It's boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda regretted tearing off my old floral wallpaper -.- Never used to love it till now. Funny how it works - You miss it when you lose it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana re-paint and re-prime the whole wall! Sometime.............. soon? Maybe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-4765023942599852905?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/4765023942599852905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=4765023942599852905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4765023942599852905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/4765023942599852905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/10/attack-of-bee.html' title='Attack of the bee'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-5503884087423067963</id><published>2008-10-03T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:32:10.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewellery!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of taking up Jewellery making classes! Currently, I've found a workshop that holds classes near by Clarke Quay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything works out :D Maybe I'll even make my own and sell them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-5503884087423067963?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/5503884087423067963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=5503884087423067963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5503884087423067963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5503884087423067963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/10/jewellery.html' title='Jewellery!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-6608201588920435955</id><published>2008-10-01T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:39:19.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed!</title><content type='html'>Well, I had to take the cab back home today. Ridiculous! I was charged 20 bucks just to go home.. after which, some guy said 10. (However, usually I'm only charged at 8.)&lt;br /&gt;So I said Fine! and wanted a lower price. I don't give a fuck that you're having Hari Raya (No offence). I do not care that it is Christmas, Chinese new year, or whatever shit festival! It's no excuse to charge me for twice the amount!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they use the fucking meter like in other countries? You might as well rob me! Just because I don't speak fluently in Malay doesn't mean you can cheat me! Stupid fucker. I wanted to throw 1 dollar notes in his face but I only had a 10. :( Pompous treacherous service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are one of the worst cabbies in the world! Smelly Taxis, rude drivers...... the list just goes on!I actually called their company just to complain in vain! I didn't expect that the bitch would hang up on me, perhaps I took a harsh tone on her. Nevertheless, she still shouldn't hang up on ME! Maybe I can start a boycott! I doubt I'm the only one feeling unhappy with this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I just got back 2 days ago from my trip. It was nice. Did some shopping and met new/old friends. Yep, met up with Howe as well :D Nice catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the pictures of my shopping sometime.. finally got the flowery bag that I purchased online. It's not all that, but it's quite nice (I love the prints) [Thanks Sathis].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About afew days before Hari Raya, Howe, Ram and myself were approached in Sunway to make a short comment about the festival. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OvC9-uIvkw&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OvC9-uIvkw&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-6608201588920435955?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/6608201588920435955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=6608201588920435955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6608201588920435955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/6608201588920435955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/10/pissed.html' title='Pissed!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-8225778502728584225</id><published>2008-09-24T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:41:31.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elated!</title><content type='html'>After having seen all the lecturers for this new term, (...) well, my favourite is still KLlim :P All the assignments is not that mind-boggling YET. But I've yet to make a decision on my graduation project. I'm kinda leaning towards TDMC, SBS, and HMC. Hopefully when I get back from my trip, my decision will be final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which! I think I'm almost done packing for the 5 day trip. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it seems to be a little too much so I'm try to cut down some stuff as I go along. 3 days in KL and 2 days in Genting. Should be fun! I'm looking forward mostly to the shopping spree for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very annoying when people ask me "Why do you want to travel around in Malaysia when you live there?" - Similarly, why do people who live in the States travel around INSIDE the States? Are you retarded? Yes, you live in Singapore (Your well-developed little island!), where the hell can you go? Are you telling me that if you stay in one little state, you can see the whole country? What is the prejudice with my being a Malaysian? Yes my dad is a Malaysian, he has his company and factory set up here. Why would he move to Singapore and just come back in to work again? Not that I don't like Singapore. It's a very nice place to visit, but ultimately, since it is well-developed, the standard cost of living will be naturally high. Even Chris loved it here when he visited me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten questions like "Do you travel by boat to school?" &amp;amp; "Do you live in KL and come to Singapore everyday?" throughout the years I've been studying in Singapore. If you'd travel more, maybe you won't ask me such stupid questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about what I will do when I graduate. Should I work in Singapore as a stepping stone for more future opportunities? Or should I just start working in the States when I graduate? I'll probably do that more than likely. PA isn't far away from NY. Just a coupla hours drive away. I wana see little Athena. She's turning 8 next year. Or 9? I've not seen her for a while. Hopefully, I can go visit Chris and her early next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Wipe out HD is coming out later! I hope he won't be glued to it later! He has all weekend to go crazy on that game! I'll be on my trip then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back with more pictures of course! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-8225778502728584225?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/8225778502728584225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=8225778502728584225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8225778502728584225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8225778502728584225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/elated.html' title='Elated!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-2227480854466635617</id><published>2008-09-22T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:16:03.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting!</title><content type='html'>Check this out. Haa, I painted a blob of &lt;a href="http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?k7lo8mtdhg0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pretty interesting art pad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my ugly &lt;a href="http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?k7mp1h1j4y3o"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Windmill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the stupid wheel is supposed to be in the middle of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-2227480854466635617?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/2227480854466635617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=2227480854466635617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/2227480854466635617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/2227480854466635617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/painting.html' title='Painting!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-2765069591714334396</id><published>2008-09-21T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:35:26.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot day</title><content type='html'>Well, I was out all afternoon yesterday to the new mall that made it's new debut earlier last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice feast at some Korean BBQ restaurant for lunch first. There were so many little dishes as well! Bottom line is, it's fantabulous. Didn't take any photos of the food though (wish I did) :(&lt;br /&gt;Just me! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SNYCFMEi1zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ntlAyy7q3aI/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248384703909779250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SNYCFMEi1zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ntlAyy7q3aI/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(BF bought me the cute heart-shaped diamond necklace when he was here T_T) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Super sweetness :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Afterwhich, we drove to the new mall. Bought some earrings and ice cream. That's about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weather was waaaaay too hot to do anything esle! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What sucked most was we got lost on the way home! Took the wrong exit, so we gotta drive down for like 20 minutes for the next U-turn. Ah well, what can I say? I'm stupid when it comes to driving :P (Road idiot!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I got home, I watched 'What happens in Vegas' - Reminiscences!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched it with Chris the last day he had here :( Anyway, he had his first orientation in school, I was told it went very well and Joe's a pretty laid back person. I'm very happy he has this chance to futher his studies. Very happy indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Dawn's about to pop the oven by next month. She's huge! Dawn brought her kids and Chris to some Farm fair. Yes. Farm fair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of kids go there to socialise and stuff, so it's not all that bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I bought a new bag online again. It's white with flowery patterns. I thought it looked sweet and cute :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh, sigh. Wipeout HD is coming out this thursday, I bet Chris is going to glue himself to the play station for forever! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Grumbles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-2765069591714334396?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/2765069591714334396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=2765069591714334396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/2765069591714334396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/2765069591714334396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/hot-day.html' title='Hot day'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tmzhxc_MZ_Y/SNYCFMEi1zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ntlAyy7q3aI/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-1521667407123570037</id><published>2008-09-18T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:37:24.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A relief</title><content type='html'>Finally! The relief! The exams are over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly happy with how I did, hopefully I can fare well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to see a 'C' or 'D' in my transcript! I'll go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bollocks. The weather's frigging irritating these days, wish it'd rain sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, will be going to K.L on the 26th of September and Genting on the 28th. Hopefully I can do some nice shopping there. Bags, shoes, dresses, stuff!!!! It'd be even better if I can go visit Chris... :( &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howe will be meeting me on the first night, maybe I'll get him to bring girls so the boys won't be bored shitless. Can't wait for TGI fridays either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello massively huge Ultimate Mudslide.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alcoholic chocolate sweetness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that reminds me, I'll be getting him a nice collar shirt and dress shirt as well! What a nice girlfriend I am! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for TPSW, omg, I hope I nailed the memo question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So do not want to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bomb&lt;/span&gt; that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-1521667407123570037?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/1521667407123570037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=1521667407123570037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/1521667407123570037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/1521667407123570037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/relief.html' title='A relief'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-8000439227682226208</id><published>2008-09-16T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:18:51.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealth Cat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1830253"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Stealth Ninja Kitty Cat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want me one of those! GAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-8000439227682226208?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/8000439227682226208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=8000439227682226208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8000439227682226208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/8000439227682226208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/stealth-cat.html' title='Stealth Cat.'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-5440867114991680858</id><published>2008-09-16T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:19:40.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>First off, I'm utterly utterly disappointed in the &lt;em&gt;chocolate&lt;/em&gt; mooncake! I expected it to be a little more..... spectacular than it seemed! It tasted so bland with a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tinge of chocolate chips. Although it did look like a delectable piece of sweetness but then again.... maybe it's best just to look and not taste it! It'll definately ruin that perfect image etched in your brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My paper went fine. I did 4 complete questions which I'm quite happy about. It's like pouring and regurgitating whatever you've memorized into ink and paper. However, I'm sure I can score a respectable grade due to my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've simpsonized myself and Chris and have completely died of laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Simpsonized Me!" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/TS.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Simpsonized Chris!" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/CS.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;tremendously&lt;/em&gt; goofy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received the dress from &lt;a href="http://thapinkhouse.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥Thapinkhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Service is fast, Merc was very friendly, and I enjoyed dealing with her. I'm thinking of getting another one as well. But I was a little disappointed in the hemming of the dress that I got. Nonetheless, I'm very pleased with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Julia Floral Dress" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/dress.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the poor quality. :) I don't have a nice phone, but would like to change it sometime when my 1 year contract is up. I was told that I'm only allowed to change when I've reached the first year of my contract!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received my Certificate today, hoping to receive my diploma by the end of next term without having the need to take any supplementary papers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-5440867114991680858?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/5440867114991680858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=5440867114991680858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5440867114991680858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5440867114991680858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-5371088878336295695</id><published>2008-09-14T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:44:15.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely sunday</title><content type='html'>Weather's been a bitch lately. Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the mooncake festival or whatever, I finally got my &lt;em&gt;chocolate&lt;/em&gt; mooncake. Havn't tried it yet though. Ahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chat with  Mike earlier, my ex, didn't know he broke it off with Julia. Or rather Julia cheated on him. Kinda blows doesn't it? He changed quite a bit tho! Still cute ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I was watching the Tales of two brains - Mark Gungor. It was hilarious. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuMZ73mT5zM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuMZ73mT5zM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally loved the 'nothing' box. Happens everytime when I talk to my boyfriend. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from dinner earlier. Nothing fancy, just the normal crap. Loved the chicken tho, other than that, I have to say it is pretty simple and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I can go over next fall to visit him in PA and see his family again. However, there won't be any vacation days available from uni anytime soon. Sigh. Come to think about it, I can visit my friends and little cousin Athena in NY. Maybe things will look up soon! All I should think about right now is doing well for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking off for the past 2.5 days. Doesn't really work when you tell yourself that you'd be handsomely rewarded if you studied something today. Absolute-bull-fucking-shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-5371088878336295695?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/5371088878336295695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=5371088878336295695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5371088878336295695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5371088878336295695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/lonely-sunday.html' title='lonely sunday'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-5512093757055014912</id><published>2008-09-13T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T02:20:01.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>2 years since I've touched this blog. Never saw the reason in updating since everything was normal like any other day. Well, things HAVE changed I guess, in many ways. Lost love, found love, new school, new friends etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes. Been with Christian for over 2 years now, I gotta say, it's been a rollercoaster ride. However, that being said, there's more highs than lows. He came to see me just afew months ago. It was wonderful. I think my folks fancy him a bit, or perhaps that is my wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along, I've realised that I screwed up high school years and now I'm just redeeming myself in this Uni. Met this girl in my class, she told me she was from this school I wanted to apply for. She quit because it was "hard". I felt like screaming. I tried interviewing twice, however to my dismay, they rejected me due to space issues. Or is it because I'm a foreigner? 100 odd spaces per year is kind of hard to get in. I wasn't a straight A student. But now I'm getting afew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris will start his orientation in 7 days from now, I hope he'll be doing well in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I'm having my last 2 exams next week, I'd better get cracking if I want to see some results. I'm positively sure I won't be re-taking any, just hope to not see any Cs in my transcript. Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-5512093757055014912?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/5512093757055014912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=5512093757055014912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5512093757055014912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/5512093757055014912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113920580327486049</id><published>2006-02-05T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:03:23.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You...</title><content type='html'>Why I love you, You're kissable and cuddly; You're lovable and sweet; You thrill me every minute, And sweep me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're charming and disarming, Desirable and true. You inspire and impress me, And that's why I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people need a peck or two; For others a simple smooch will do; But all I want from you is bliss, Which you can give me with a plain, old kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come now, to me, with open arms; And sweep me off my feet; And then display for me your charms, To make my love complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile whenever I recall The special moments we have had; Walking always hand in hand Through the good times and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than life, it seems, Which grants us happiness and sorrow; For the image of your beauty means You are the angel of every morrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is no more than this, It's a warm embrace and a magic kiss. It's a special blessing from above, It's what you have when you're in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ultimatly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of you has grown in me. And so you see, it's you and me, Together forever and never apart, Maybe in distance, but never in heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113920580327486049?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113920580327486049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113920580327486049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113920580327486049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113920580327486049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You...'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113826097370586410</id><published>2006-01-25T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:36:13.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibit B</title><content type='html'>Hi again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just whipped up these little masterpieces ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike's - &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/xxthedevilxx2000/Flower4.jpg"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiff's - &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/flower1.jpg"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113826097370586410?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113826097370586410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113826097370586410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113826097370586410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113826097370586410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2006/01/exhibit-b.html' title='Exhibit B'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113822672327842725</id><published>2006-01-25T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:05:23.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibit A</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago Tiff and I decided to follow a Cinema 4D tutorial and create a cool little ArmChair! It took us around 5 hours to finnish (because the program crashed half way through the first try and we hadnt saved it so we lost it and had to do it ALL again LOL :&lt; ). Now im a little noobie at this blog thing so i hope these links work, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check 'em out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikes - &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/xxthedevilxx2000/ArmChair.jpg"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiff's - &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/armchair.jpg"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us what ya think :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113822672327842725?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113822672327842725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113822672327842725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113822672327842725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113822672327842725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2006/01/exhibit.html' title='Exhibit A'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113738611440740976</id><published>2006-01-15T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T20:35:14.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikes Boring Babbles</title><content type='html'>Hiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm where should I start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i just got back from a week long stay at a mates house.. It was good fun and extremely hot!! we had a 44 degree day of which we didnt dare venture outside, although we had to go to the corner shop to buy some this and thats, steppd into the car and felt like a BBQ chicken lol... And a few 40's and high 30 days after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few times we had to drive 1 hour + to go to steve grandparents to fix up a computer which they had bought. I got to park the car ^^. I called Tiff from there and i think i woke her up... o wellz she should be awake! lazy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.. we watched some crazy movie called "Battle Royal" which is some japanese movie and its very uhh... well lets just say there was &lt;strong&gt;ALOT &lt;/strong&gt;of bloodshed. lol. I played Flyff with Tiff most of the time i was there which i kinda felt bad about... cause im over someone elses place O_O... sorry steve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in the times the servers were down or Tiff wanted to watch TV.. which we all know she LOVES doing... I played some Natural Selection and Call of Duty United Offencive. Bit of a nice change from MMO's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a week of staying there i was called back home by my brother cause the family was going out to a friends place for dinner and they wanted me to come with them so i had to ask steve to drive me home early. We played this game on PS2 called "BUZZ" some trivia game about music.. it was kinda fun but got a little boring after a while. Well.. after an exhausting day.. i fell over on my bed and ZZZzZZzZZzzzzZZz hah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be going out with Matt and maybe Nathan on Thursday to watch Underworld 2 i cant wait to get out of the house.. seems like iv spent my whole 6 weeks holiday inside hiding or somthing.. lol. Although my nan wants me to go to her house and help her in the garden lmao.. dunno when thats happening tho.. well wait and see ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i have a book my english teacher told us to read before we came back from holiday called "Brave new world" its not a very interesting book in my opinion but hell.. i was never into books to begin with.. my brother seems to speak highly of it tho... not only the damn book but i have a physics reasearch assignment and an english assesment to do before hmm... 13 days? when skool starts again.. boo~~~ sooo not looking forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid pricipal introduced 5 periods per day now.. also took our free period for school sport.. so now my maths teacher tells me that we have maths EVERY DAY omfg... what kinda poo is that... o well.. at least the lessons go for shorter now.. heh.. maybe i will grow shorter too cause of the weight that 5 periods will put on my back with all the darn books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily bag consists of the following in the 5 period day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 work books(1 for each subject)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At least 2 text books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a 4kg laptop, Mouse and powerpack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calculator&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is horrible... in the 4 period day.. i had trouble climbing stairs as id be top heavy from my bag... almost fell down... stupid pricipal... &gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well i bet ur thinking PHEW i want my ten minutes back after reading this boring crap LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOO BAD! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113738611440740976?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113738611440740976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113738611440740976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113738611440740976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113738611440740976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2006/01/mikes-boring-babbles.html' title='Mikes Boring Babbles'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113664707550174657</id><published>2006-01-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T07:17:55.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;/3 the dark.</title><content type='html'>Everyone has phobias, mine's being afraid of the dark. When I was young, I'd never sleep without a nightie lamp. : Rofl, how stupid is that? I remember it was a minnie mouse nightie lamp :&gt;, I'd stare at it until I fall asleep. Mom'd come in my room and switch off that lamp. That was what? 10 years ago? I stopped having that nightie lamp until she convinced me that having the light off is of no difference than having it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phobia came back taunting me again just yesterday. It was 0813 when the eletricity box tripped, I frozed for a bit then proceeded downstairs to flick the switch up. Happily ran upstairs and switched on EVERY SINGLE light possible. Kinda feels perposterous, but being alone at home without the lights isn't really one of my past times. Not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0935, the switch tripped again, this time no matter how many times I tried (In vain I might add), the electricity wouldn't come back on. This time, I really felt as if the darkness is consuming me. I mean, I can't even see my fingers! Grabbed my phone and went outside to sit in the garden with my dog. Well yea, called Michael, he managed to coax me down as I was on the verge to tears. Subsequently, my dad pulled up to the drive-way, couldn't open the gate since the eletricity is dead x___x, so he had to look for mum, since she had the keys to open it. : Finally lights came back on. *Yay*, :p, always kept my fingers crossed it wouldn't happen again. We still dont know what short-circuited the electricity but -shrugs. Who cares. As long as my 54" TV, my Air-con, my computer, the fridge and the hair-dryer are okay :x. Sounds selfish, :( I just dont want it to happen again. That's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113664707550174657?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113664707550174657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113664707550174657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113664707550174657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113664707550174657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2006/01/3-dark.html' title='&lt;/3 the dark.'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113621709132174989</id><published>2006-01-02T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T07:51:31.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long hiatus</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've blogged. :], WELL, only a couple of days ago, I hanged with Sandy, Lynn, Peiling &amp; Peiwan. It was the 'last' time with lynn until a very long time. We had tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, Plaza Sing, Lynn and myself dropped off at Starbucks while the rest went to do/fix/buy items. Had a nice cup of Caramel Frap with cream and a little chocolate muffin. Great way to start the day. Jiggity Jig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we took a nice long walk to Heerens, and I bought my clicky heels, of which I really regreted. :(. Oh, and a nice pink purse, it looks damn chic and sweet. Well, I'm not really a fan of pink but having a wide variety of colours really does wonders. :p. Lynn was browsing through bags for her laptop. We actually wanted to buy it for her and send it to K.L to her. In the end, we just hopped on to Wisma and bought her one. On the spot :p. She looked god dammed grateful if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way, some lady gave me a stupid Create Talent card. I compared it with the one I received 1 week ago by I-models, and the difference in the address was the bloody number. They were next to each other apparently. Roflmao. Tossed them away after that. -Roll eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the girls went back to my place ;o Whipped up some spaghetti for them. We had a nice dinner. Stole a little wine from my kitchen too. Sneaky Sneaky. I did their nails pink &amp; green. :o, they are new bottles, bought them from testimo and chic-choc. Well THANKS LYNN for testing it! :p, Took afew photos as well. Come home soon lynn ;), I would like to take a new nice photo with yall. Sandy and her new piggy wiggy. They look adorable togetha! &lt;3 yall so much. Damn straight. They went home at around 10 or so. :(, we'll miss you lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I bought another heels at Novo. roflmao. $42 after a 30% discount. Looks really great. Aribbaaaaaa! Now I have to think of Sandy's presento. :p Any hints? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113621709132174989?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113621709132174989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113621709132174989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113621709132174989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113621709132174989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-hiatus.html' title='Long hiatus'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113093124601260476</id><published>2005-11-02T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T03:34:06.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice song i guess</title><content type='html'>"Stickwitu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go another day&lt;br /&gt;So I'm telling you exactly&lt;br /&gt;what is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everybody is breaking up&lt;br /&gt;Throwing their love away&lt;br /&gt;I know I got a good thing right here&lt;br /&gt;That's why I say (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you Forever&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to take me higher&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;My baby&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go another day&lt;br /&gt;So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;See the way we ride&lt;br /&gt;In our privated lives&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody getting in between&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that you're the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;And I say&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you Forever&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to take me higher&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;My baby&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;And now&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothing else&lt;br /&gt;I can need&lt;br /&gt;And now&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me&lt;br /&gt;I got you&lt;br /&gt;We'll be making love endlessly&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're with me&lt;br /&gt;So don't you worry about&lt;br /&gt;People hanging around&lt;br /&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;br /&gt;I know you and you know me&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that counts&lt;br /&gt;So don't you worry about&lt;br /&gt;People hanging around&lt;br /&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;br /&gt;I know you and you know me&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I say&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you Forever&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to take me higher&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;My baby&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to love me better&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you Forever&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to take me higher&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;My baby&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113093124601260476?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113093124601260476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113093124601260476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113093124601260476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113093124601260476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/11/nice-song-i-guess_02.html' title='Nice song i guess'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113015310648734869</id><published>2005-10-24T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T05:23:20.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Trust me'&lt;/em&gt; - These words hadn't been spoken, yet they seemed to be all around me, spinning lazily like dandelion fluff on a summer wind. I looked out to my window. The night was dark, and the moon was out. I couldn't see any stars, but I know they were there. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start trusting you now, or it'll be too late. (Once again) 3 more weeks till the real thing begins, cramming those information will be a tough one. I mean, why study history? I'm saying that because I'm History at History. :/ Why bother memorizing stuff like that? Is it to prevent people from repeating the 'past', or is it to test how good our skill of memorizing things are like? :( I've decided to drop it anyway. I suppose, I dont really need it do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I was sleeping soundly, and was aroused by this blinding blue light that kept flashing on and off beside me. It took me almost 5 seconds to realise it was my phone :) So I did what everyone would normally do. Flipped it open and read it. Tried to reply but it was hard! I had to blink several times to figure out what I had typed, since I have the tendency to double check before I send anything out. :) Flopped back to bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah Blah Blah. I'm too lazy to put it in words. For now those memories are going to be locked up somewhere in a untouched corner in my head. And I'm going to destroy the key. Because I'm never entering it anymore :) Besides that, I guess I'm going to trust you, and I'll miss you loads :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113015310648734869?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113015310648734869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113015310648734869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113015310648734869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113015310648734869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/frisky-day.html' title='Frisky day'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113015842433393269</id><published>2005-10-24T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T05:53:44.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a really nice song by Alex Lloyd - 'Beautiful'&lt;br /&gt;Kinda describes something pretty well *Winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All goodbyes disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;when I first set my eyes on you,&lt;br /&gt;I found a world so pure and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I... vow to you,&lt;br /&gt;that every little piece you see,&lt;br /&gt;is coming from the heart of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and you're filling up my day,&lt;br /&gt;with the things I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm holding on today,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we're holding on,&lt;br /&gt;we're holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the broken glass,&lt;br /&gt;a road we've all been down before,&lt;br /&gt;but this time there's an open door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A code so set and sealed,&lt;br /&gt;where nothing is unbreakable,&lt;br /&gt;to find strength of iron will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and you're filling up my day,&lt;br /&gt;with the things I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm holding on today,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we're holding on,&lt;br /&gt;we're holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All goodbyes dissapeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and you're filling up my day,&lt;br /&gt;with the things I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm holding on today,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we're holding on,&lt;br /&gt;we're holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and you're filling up my day,&lt;br /&gt;with the things I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm holding on today,yeah,&lt;br /&gt; we're holding on,we're holding on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113015842433393269?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113015842433393269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113015842433393269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113015842433393269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113015842433393269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-really-nice-song-by-alex-lloyd.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-113005542342875223</id><published>2005-10-23T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T07:24:11.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nailies</title><content type='html'>So.. I got bored ;(! Started to play around with my nails. ;) Painted them Glittery Pink then added some Nail stickers that Mom brought from Taiwan from her last visit (Without me :&gt; ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ^^, I'm confused :( Whether I have to go collect my art paper tomorrow or on Tuesday!!! I heard her say 24th of October! Maybe I wasn't paying attention ;( hehe* Mike loves RAKION! It's a boring game! Wana know why? Wana wana wana? Because I can't get into any games! And the game play is boring ;( Maybe it's just me! :p Sandy asked me to go to Singapore tomorrow. I dont know if I want to &gt;.&gt; We'll see. I told her I'd contact her at night. :S Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-113005542342875223?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/113005542342875223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=113005542342875223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113005542342875223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/113005542342875223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/nailies.html' title='Nailies'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112972354596972718</id><published>2005-10-19T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T05:05:45.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KFC?</title><content type='html'>Well, I had Mac today for breakfast (As usual, hotcakes + Sausage and a cup of orange juice (: ) with Sandy and Peiwan. &gt;.&gt; It was a hearty breakfast! Went to school with satisfaction tho! We had an appointment with 'piggy Than' as Melissa calls him (Our chemistry teacher). I guess that nick name is kinda cute. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had him re-teaching the whole chapter of rate of reactions! I was almost falling asleep &gt;.&gt;, not that it's boring or anything. I'm just tired :(, at least I tried to stay awake :), partipated in some of his questions. So it's all good. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, we left school to have lunch at causeway pt. I was provided by some coupons! Bought that drumlet thing at KFC. &gt;.&gt; It was so spicy I had to peel off the skin before eating it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy's mom said she'd pick her up from CS, so we went to coffee  bean, I ordered a Latte, while she got Ulitimate Mocha. Heeeh, shopped a little while waiting for our parents. Well, I called mine, and they were (COINCIDENTLY) there as well, so I told them I'd be meeting them in a abit as I walked around CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA, Did I mention I bought a white little man with a glowing red pee pee when my phone gives out radiation. Wow it's so cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to write more. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112972354596972718?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112972354596972718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112972354596972718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112972354596972718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112972354596972718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/kfc.html' title='KFC?'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112972293337263765</id><published>2005-10-17T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T04:55:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Before my graduation, we had to make a trip down to the  MOE to hand up our art pieces and prepatory boards personally. Well, it's not exactly the MOE, it's just some building where they &lt;strong&gt;keep&lt;/strong&gt; all the examination O'Level papers. *Roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I arrived at about 7a.m sharp, went up to the art room before we leave to do some final touch ups. (Not that I need to, I finished everything before hand) However, YW needed some help, so, I decided to help since I had absolutely nothing to do. Despite our "disagreements" before, I still helped her, like omigawd! What the hell's wrong with me. Not that I want to care or anything, but I suppose helping people are just the basics of life no matter what you do, you'll still meet people you dislike. I guess she's just one of them, and it's just a test or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, XY is late for school (No matter how important it is), and as usual she often say the same thing, of which she had to stay up late to finish up her ____ (Fill in the blanks). If you seen the way she slept on the bus, you'd say 'holy mother of god, she could sleep anywhere'. Honestly? Yea. I mean A-N-Y-W-H-E-R-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached our destination (25 minutes later...?), we had to carry down all our art stuff to room 103. As soon as we reached the place, students from other schools gradually arrived, woah, you should have seen their pieces! It was ABSOLUTELY gorgeous. Ah who cares anyway! I'm just glad that subject is over and done with! We then rushed back to school for the graduation ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...! I'm an official graduate of CHR. Hmmm, the ceremony was kinda boring I suppose, especially the part where Mr. Ang gave his long and extremely boring speech. I accidently fell asleep and was constantly prodded awake by my friend ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony, we had to stay for like 1 hour of science, BLAH BLAH BLAH. Funny part was that Sandy &amp; Peiling overheard K talking in her totally fake american accent with her friends, Peiling tried to imitate her, boy does she sound funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, Sandy, Peiling, Peiwan and myself decided for 'Seoul garden' to have a huge feast! Zomg, we had clams, mussels, beef, chicken, e.tc. DIY of course, Sandy had some difficulties with cooking, she constantly pops up the question "Is it done yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that wasn't the best part yet! As we were trying in vain to get some dessert (Ice cream)some idiot boys were saying "Omg, if I ran home, and come back again, they wont be done with their ice cream!" Well guess what? We finished getting ice cream (4 full huge scoops), went to the toilet washed up, they're still there trying to get their ice cream! I wonder who took a longer time. Try it before you diss someone you bunch of fags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that wraps about my graduation day. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112972293337263765?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112972293337263765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112972293337263765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112972293337263765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112972293337263765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112878542406721313</id><published>2005-10-08T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:30:24.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boringday</title><content type='html'>Well, Exams are getting near, so I suppose I better start cranking. Hence, starting from today, :o I'll only be on Sunday afternoon - evening I guess. I only have to continue this routine for about 1 month and I dont have to study anymore for quite some time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been playing L2! Talked to Julia, she gaved me David's account since her computer is busted, and David is such a cad. She let me take his bow so I took it an upgraded it to +6, all the money I can spare, a whooping 10 mil gone. Sigh* Made a full party to take on Angels, 5.6million Health points. Took us about 15 minutes to get 900k Health points down so we gaved up and scrolled. After which, we went to hunt down some Revolution nubscakes, me and mike wtfpwned 4 of them since they are gate humpers. Lawl. (: Me and Mike decided to go level at the limal bridge, unfortunately those little douchebags decided to 10 vs 2 us. I frigging de-leveled but i re-leveled AGAIN when I got back to the bridge. We'll see tomorrow, it'll be judgement day. Seige is on, and Dion will be ours, not to be overconfident or anything but I believe that we can do it :P Go playboy style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin says he could coach me in Physics in class if I dont know anything, I suppose that'll work I dont reckon I can ask HER anything since she always sleeps in class. God! To think I was sure her maths is better than me, but she still failed with flying colours. Bah, I'm not better! Gotta start mugging like how I grinded for levels in game. :-D The game will still be there but I know that I can't turn back time and regretting I dont study! What was it he said again? Oh yea 'The Juice Is Worth The Squeeze' I hope I didnt get it wrong. Lawl. I hope I can finish my art, I have to do the lift buttons tomorrow morning, oh well. Time to sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112878542406721313?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112878542406721313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112878542406721313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112878542406721313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112878542406721313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/boringday.html' title='boringday'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112842268491069481</id><published>2005-10-04T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T03:44:44.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired day</title><content type='html'>After numberous bugging and persuasion to update my blog......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, So where do I start? I have about 9 days to talk about! Jesus! Prelims was okay I suppose, although, the marking for English was perposterous! Most of the people failed horrible, I passed though, but I didn't do that well. :P Physics was expected, I got a big fat E8 for my overall, it's so totally awesome (yea right). I told Jer if he would teach me on Fridays, since he get off school at 1230, and I get off at about 1215. Oh yea, and my brother did a talk about what I wana do in the future! Same old same old, gunna go to poly after I graduate, doing Multimedia, Majoring in Animations, try hard to go to Australia and get into a good University! Probably live there with you know who. Haha! See I got it all mapped out already! Totally awesome(for real)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know, some people are just plain unreasonable cheating cads. I wont be suprised if she can't do anything in the future, not when she dropped god dammed combined science. I'd be wagging my certificate in front of her sickening face. I doubt she'll even pass mathematics, even ITE wouldnt dream of taking her in. Haha, I still remember what she insulted me with, she called me a hypocrite, I dont think she knows what it means though, maybe her best friend can coach her with some English. Perhaps not, she only got a C average for her English anyways. She shouldn't use such words at her disposal since the 'ahlian' language makes her seemed more 'classy'. Actually, I wouldn't even use the word 'classy' in the same sentence with her name, she doesn't deserve it. Have she ever looked into the mirror? Oh yea I forgot, She's such a vain pot she needs the mirror, it's her god dammed life. She even said my friend's skirt was short, it was short because my friend's a growing girl, any idiot would know. As if her's isn't short, well sweetheart, THAT is when you use the word H-Y-P-O-C-R-I-T-E. Read and learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wagged school today so I can be home to finish up my art prepatory boards, I guess I'm way behind time, I'm sure I'll be able to finish, I always do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened this morning was like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was sleeping under my cozy sheets, with the air conditioner cranked up to 19 degs, the blinds closed; Picture that, dreaming of something beautiful and nice, and suddenly, my phone decided to ring, I pawed through the sheets to find the dammed blinking object.  *1 message recived*. Oooohhhhh, Michael woke me up to make me get on because there was a party going on in game, jee! However, It was fun, haha we got to kill afew people at Faggotory grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad way to wake up :(, sorry I woke you up like that sometimes, haha! I'm sure you wont mind anyway *Winks*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for the morning anyway, I started working on my essay writings on some ancient history, it was mind wrecking. I guess I got some parts done up neatly and perfectly. :) Time for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112842268491069481?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112842268491069481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112842268491069481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112842268491069481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112842268491069481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired-day.html' title='Tired day'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112765853710557408</id><published>2005-09-25T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T07:28:57.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I decided that my favourite plushie has to be featured on my webpage! I love my new revamp :p. *Mehhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I had a dinner party today, with my cousin and her family. My cousin, Kelly, got to talk to Mike a little while I was at the showers. We were eventually called downstairs for dinner. The food was awesome as usual, since mom is a wizz in the kitchen. We had beef, pork, kimchi, scallop, seaweed, prawns, salad, dori fish and many more! Complete with a little beer and some coke on the table. Dad got excited and accidently toppled the bottle of beer of the table. Gawd. It was totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we decided to watch some show about this girl going for a makeover to look like a star, well she looked awesome after the makeover. Although she looked completely fake with her SUPER huge round eyes, but she still looked great compared to last time. Looking at that makes me really think if i would go though all that surgery just to look good. That process seemed a little overwhelming for me, her expressions during the injections on her face was unexplainable but they still meant the same thing ; Pain. We flipped the channels to AXN, and it was on "Fear Factor", damn it was so gross, they had to eat freaking earth worms, blended. Uncle Steven asked me if I'd prefer my earthworms blended or whole, uhh, like... neither? That's really totally gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that about wraps up my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112765853710557408?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112765853710557408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112765853710557408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112765853710557408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112765853710557408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-i-decided-that-my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112749158529163843</id><published>2005-09-23T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T09:12:11.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nemo!</title><content type='html'>I had my MCQ (Phys/Chem) paper today, Ms Devi lectured us about our attitudes towards prelims. Yada yada yada. And she said we deserved a good spanking. Oh yes please, sounds kinky and fun. ;) The paper was quite easy I suppose, there's some question that I don't understand, however, the dice method works well. A,B,C or D. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been issued our new time-table, and only those who scored less than 14 L1R4 are allowed to skip extra lessons that will be stretched until 4:15pm, I'm positively absolutely sure I wont be getting 14 points for prelims. After being such a slacker for the past few months, It's hard to re-adjust my timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the fun part : Xinying, Rachel , Myself and some other people were called out because we owe some C.I.P hours. We've been asked or forced rather, to kill the weeds at the "Inowell" garden in school for an hour. Some people bailed of course, but we stayed, now you might think "Oh god, That's like so boring" or "How pitiful we were". We learnt a lot of things, although gardening is not one of my past times, nevertheless it's still a very nice pleasurable thing to do during your free time. The lab tech. chatted with us while helping us and instructing us what to do, she's a nice lady :p. Even gave me a ginseng of which I left it on the lonely cold hard table in the garden because it slipped my mind to bring it home. I guess I'll have to get it on Monday when I go back to school to check my Examination scripts. Mdm Kan, gave us 2 cross stitch key chain things for us to complete and hand up to her next Friday for 3 hours of C.I.P. Wow, that's so easy, I can finish them in 1 hour or less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was supposed to do art today, so I went up to the art room, no one was there except the cleaners, so I requested them to open the room for me to dump my 50cm x 35cm mirror inside. I guess I'll have to go and complete it next week Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave school early to meet up with Sandy and the others. She wanted to buy Vodka, of ALL Vodkas she picked the god dammed Pink Vodka. It tasted like Raspberry Soda!Although it has relatively weak alcoholic percentage of 5%, Stef still managed to get herself half drunk. I ate at long johns AGAIN, because I got bored of KFC, McDonalds and MosBurger. Peiwan and I went up to Watsons to buy some Chocolates so I can bring it to tuition to eat. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that long day I headed home, washed up and started designing and helping Liss with her stuff. This is one of the &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=62635&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;skins&lt;/a&gt; I designed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Tuition today, Jerr brough NEMO again! Omg Nemo rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://photobucket.com/albums/b399/berrycakez/nemo.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Nemo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea and I called Mr.Gao stupid because he said that my answer was wrong (WHEN IT WAS RIGHT, so the book says.) I dont know if he heard me but I dont really care. hehe, It was fun today (: *Yawns* I'm beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112749158529163843?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112749158529163843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112749158529163843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112749158529163843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112749158529163843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/nemo.html' title='nemo!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112739480089295443</id><published>2005-09-22T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T06:13:51.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored again!</title><content type='html'>Well, I made 2 more skins today. Haha, I guess I was THAT bored. Sigh Well I'm going to bed soon, since there's a paper tomorrow and I have to stay for art AND go for tuition at o73o. At least Lynn, Jerr &amp;amp; Jason are there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-Buy list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bag of lollies,&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates,&lt;br /&gt;Mashmellows,&lt;br /&gt;Milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112739480089295443?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112739480089295443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112739480089295443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112739480089295443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112739480089295443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/bored-again.html' title='bored again!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112736431329899615</id><published>2005-09-22T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:49:43.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long list of AGENDAS!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday me and my brother were watching this &lt;a href="http://209.0.146.17/1/graphics/movies/Real_zombies1.wmv"&gt;VIDEO CLIP&lt;/a&gt; (linked go watch) , it pwns. :p It's awesome. TOTALLY awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining again, car alarms are ringing all over the place *BRRRRINGGG*. It's starting to get annoying. Thank god I dont have to go to school today, or I'm going to freeze to death and get myself soaking wet. Phew :p Hopefully tomorrow's weather will be sunny and dry. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last paper tomorrow, MCQ Chem/phys, should be easy, I mean there's only 4 choices, nothing to it. :p What's so hard about A, B, C, or D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to stay to finish up my Art Final piece, I should have stay on Tuesday instead! I guess I was too lazy :( Mike should be having his lunch now I guess. I'm all by my-lonesome-self. *Cries* Sandy should be sending her parents off at the airport. Lynn sleeping. Jer school. Me here. Sounds so so so exciting. Well my life is FULL of excitements over the past few days *Roll eyes* Study study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Os I get a super long holiday packed with agendas to fufill. NOT. Mom says she's considering to send me to New York with my grams or Taiwan to my relatives. I'll be Far Far away. Sounds good. Shop still you drop for 4 long months. Maybe for a short holiday say a month? I'll talk to her about it after my Os. I definately am not going to work during the holidays, that's absolutely absurd of me to :p As long as I get good grades, enter SP then work hard for UNSW, I guess that it'll pay off REWARDINGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pondering whether to pursue Multimedia (major : animations) or Interior designing. I mean I want to design my own house, and still animate. Maybe Multimedia? I don't know, I'll come to my sense eventually :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112736431329899615?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112736431329899615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112736431329899615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112736431329899615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112736431329899615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/long-list-of-agendas.html' title='long list of AGENDAS!'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112731544433768147</id><published>2005-09-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:10:44.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2blogskins</title><content type='html'>Awesome, I guess I got too bored I started to design my own Blog skins and afew others. Heh. I think I actually did a great job :p I had afew 5 stars for this skin. O.O Even tho it was my first try. Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Mike is going to watch a movie with his goth friends or something tomorrow, so I'm going to wait till he comes home and probably do something while he's gone. Might as well find something useful to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, it's so late, I guess I better turn in soon :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112731544433768147?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112731544433768147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112731544433768147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112731544433768147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112731544433768147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/2blogskins.html' title='2blogskins'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112728599795978812</id><published>2005-09-21T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:59:57.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another boring day</title><content type='html'>I am absolutely positively bored out of my wits. Someone just pranked my cell I think, doesn't matter, since I'm not the one paying for their ludicrous idea of fun. (: Tho I sent a text message demanding, politely may I add, who it was :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tons of prank calls 2 years ago, when I "Supposedly" offended some gangly girls. They called everyday, although it didnt matter, pulling the plug works :p. I called back tho, I think their mom was on the other line, I told her that her daughter has very poor upbringing and slammed the phone. Poor her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I flopped myself on the couch and started surfing the english channel *Bloop*, not suprisingly, there was nothing interesting on, so I just shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Woke up to find the tv flickering non-stop over some yucky documentary. Blah. Turned it off and went downstairs to see if there was something nice to munch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Sandy and the others are watching 'red shoes' , since they have A*maths today. I'm too lazy to make my way to Singapore, hee hee. (: Oh yes, did i mention? It is rather unfortunate really, my old blog died because I accidently deleted it, hence, I have to make do with this new link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112728599795978812?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112728599795978812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112728599795978812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112728599795978812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112728599795978812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/yet-another-boring-day.html' title='Yet another boring day'/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112727176721768327</id><published>2005-09-20T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:02:47.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was major traffic today, not suprising. :p I woke Jeremy up on the way, and SMS-ed Sandy to check where they were because the driver picked me up to school late due to his Alarm clock. o.O So I had to walk the whole way there since I was far behind in the slow lazy traffic of yet another slow dull day. I have Geography today, and it's rather unfortunate to have like some inconsiderate classes making a huge din right after they finished their god damnned exams. But oh well, Geography was quite alright, I managed to crapped out some bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before The Exams, Zin was asking me if I would go with her to the poly-clinic to get her a reference to The K.K Hospital. I kind of panicked since I'm going to turn her down yet again. So I thought of a way to say no, I told her we'll talk after Geography, she insisted it was an outright no! She waited for me after her paper, since her's end 15 minutes earlier than mine. I ran out of excuses, so I decided to just tell her I had to go home straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted a phone to use for a while on the bus, so silly me, I offered her my other one. She took it and used it all the way to Civic Plaza, since there was a clinic there. On the way, she told me Rick will be coming over to pick us up. I was thinking to myself Oh great, are we going to wait until like 3 or 4 to get picked up by him? Since she has to get a reference at another place. Oh yea, Civic Plaza's Clinic REFERRED her to yet another one which is down the street. I'm not going to take any chances so I decided to head home with Sandy, And Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went seperate ways, Me, Sandy &amp;amp; Lynn : Library. Her : Clinic. I asked for my phone back, she said she'll return it to me after. I pondered if she was going to take the phone home with her or something since she has none to communicate with Rick. Sandy had to go, so we went upstairs to ask for my phone back before we leave for 7-11 to get a slurpie and some spaghetti. May I add she reluctantly gave it back to me, oh by the way the battery was flat when she was done. How considerate. Excellent! Oh our way home we were talking about our old primary school and how fun it was back then. :p I remember how their class (Above mine) use to drag their chairs around making such a huge commotion that we had to go upstairs to tell them to stop making so much noise! :) Miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I drawn a nice bath and laid there for an hour or so. Afterwhich I went downstairs threw the spaghetti into the micro wave, took a can of coke and watched a DVD called 'Duma'. About a Cheetah called 'Duma' and this boy who had a remarkable bond. It was quite a touching story :p I guess that about wraps up my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16953261-112727176721768327?l=le-saccharine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/feeds/112727176721768327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16953261&amp;postID=112727176721768327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112727176721768327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16953261/posts/default/112727176721768327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-saccharine.blogspot.com/2005/09/there-was-major-traffic-today-not.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ Terms &amp;amp; Conditions  ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07213561851824494657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953261.post-112727167751594136</id><published>2005-09-19T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:01:17.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It rained today, and again, my shoes got all wet and yucky. Even my socks are wet! Argh. I rushed to school at 10, not knowing that my exam starts at 1045! God. The A-Maths people are taking their examinations, so I assumed that I was supposed to be there right then. So I made a total fool out of myself. (Note to self : Assuming makes an ass out of you and me) Someone told me that. Hmm, just can't recall who :p So i finished my art piece, mind you it was horrible! Reason being I can't be bothered with prelims at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, some 3 little witches were talking loudly about 'berry berry berry. yada yada yada....... et cetera..' I instantly knew who they were so I just kept walking and minded my own business and talking to my friends. I mean, you dont expect me to get all touchy over such trival matters right? Am I suppose to ask them to shut up or something? Not that I care anyways, I feel honoured they actually take their time to think of insults to throw back at me, good to know they are wasting their time. No matter what they do to me, it still wont be affecting me. I wonder what will Sandy do if she finds out, it'll be funny. REAL funny. Oh and one of them said i was a hypocrite. Maybe they should take a dictionary and search for the word. Or maybe i can enlighten them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypocrite n : a person who professes beliefs and opinions that he does not hold [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=dissembler"&gt;dissembler&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=phony"&gt;phony&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=phoney"&gt;phoney&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=pretender"&gt;pretender&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does not socializing with them BEFORE makes me a hypocrite?And I'm not even one of their little friends, never going to be, not even going to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, me, Peiwan &amp;amp; Mingxuan decided to go to Long John Silvers. Had a heavy lunch and I went downstairs to get some cash and buy somemore credits for my phone (: Called Moo and talked until I reached the customs. Oh and I saw Jason today. He keeps forgetting that I dont attend Monday night classes anymore. 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