<?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-5301113206782568198</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:48:26.424+08:00</updated><category term='maomao queen x3'/><category term='2/1 is missed'/><title type='text'>self-addiction</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-4431085442094545822</id><published>2010-09-02T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:14:44.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Dance Now.</title><content type='html'>I logged in wanting to post bout how funny today was till i remembered that o level is coming up. and i'm suppose to remain in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cj and Siyan,&lt;br /&gt;idk if you guys purposely make a fool out of yourselves today just to make me smile. but seriously man, thanks. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm becoming stupid. not to mention nerdy. every single day i'm studying studying studying.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait till o level is over. then i can party and work work work. saves me from thinking bullshit everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. i don't know what to post la. i'm only posting cause got some stalker keep hinting me to update. HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate two faced people. It's hard to decide which face to slap first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4431085442094545822?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4431085442094545822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4431085442094545822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4431085442094545822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4431085442094545822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/09/everybody-dance-now.html' title='Everybody Dance Now.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3790689197464024972</id><published>2010-06-13T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T18:01:42.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[:</title><content type='html'>HEYHEYHEYHEYHEYHEYHEY!&lt;br /&gt;I'M FINALLY POSTING AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, hmmm, i got no idea what to post.&lt;br /&gt;june holidays, went for the Adam Khoo camp for 4 days as an A.coach.&lt;br /&gt;its funfunfunfunfun!&lt;br /&gt;but very tired. heh, back home at 2am everynight wake up at 5am then next day. anyway, its was all worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went for the follow up booster.&lt;br /&gt;after that went for lunch and caught THE KILLERS. god, Ashton Kutcher is damn hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after movie, some went off, went to The Coffee Bean to chit chatty with andrew and benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;talk bout life hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, fb all the way till night. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know, damn no life. but somehow, fb became my new msn. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've posted, HAPPY LIONEL? nth compared to the wimpy kid's diary i know. HAHAHAHHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3790689197464024972?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3790689197464024972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3790689197464024972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3790689197464024972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3790689197464024972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='[:'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1178108454800144973</id><published>2010-03-09T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:00:41.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh oh oh</title><content type='html'>there's a lot of excitement today.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let start off with the bee thang&lt;br /&gt;all 41 sure know, today outside the class theres this frigging big swamp of bees.&lt;br /&gt;swamp and not just 1 or 2&lt;br /&gt;then at first nazhifah told me shes like,&lt;br /&gt;N: omg cynthia look outside!&lt;br /&gt;C: *look outside* huh what see what?&lt;br /&gt;N: its like a lot of bees or flying thing!&lt;br /&gt;C: * stares for 10 seconds then realises* OMG WTF * closes window&lt;br /&gt;then the whole class started shrieking LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk not so funny, but scary instead.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, told jocelene i got this very very nice picture&lt;br /&gt;told her to on bluetooth&lt;br /&gt;then sent her the picture.&lt;br /&gt;when she opened the picture her expression was like CLASSIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, then i suddenly forgot all the funny stuffs that happened. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1178108454800144973?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1178108454800144973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1178108454800144973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1178108454800144973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1178108454800144973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-oh-oh.html' title='oh oh oh'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1861072947012580505</id><published>2010-02-25T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:28:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I look at my hands and feel sad,</title><content type='html'>kay kay kay i got many many funny things to say today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;YESTERDAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, grace suddenly turn around and ask me if i dropped my paper. then i keep stretching my head to find wheres my paper.&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEN THEN SUDDENLY GRACE SCREAMED LIZARD!&lt;br /&gt;LOL idk how to say but its darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay kay another one.&lt;br /&gt;i got really bored. then i kept singing people's name over and over. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;kay that wasn't that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TODAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;today got bee.&lt;br /&gt;then fly toward jocelene, then i don't dare move away cause i scared that the bee will fly towards me.&lt;br /&gt;so jocelene have to squeeze her way out LOL!&lt;br /&gt;THATS NOT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;then the bee flew back, THEN EVERYONE SAW HIM ACTING MACHO THEN SUDDENLY WHEN THE BEE FLY NEAR HIM, HE USE HIS SCISSORS TO "CUT" THE BEE.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHATTHEFUCK RIGHT! LMAOLMAOLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, today me and jocelence was laughing the whole bloody day.&lt;br /&gt;but now i forgot everything :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay funny video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrfUXuBaJ1E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrfUXuBaJ1E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/5301113206782568198-1861072947012580505?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1861072947012580505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1861072947012580505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1861072947012580505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1861072947012580505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-look-at-my-hands-and-feel-sad.html' title='I look at my hands and feel sad,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-171008323966503396</id><published>2010-02-22T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:38:56.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the moon</title><content type='html'>heyheyhey!&lt;br /&gt;missed me? hee&lt;br /&gt;i'know, i have not been blogging for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm finally blogging ain't i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have some very hilarious and cool stuffs to rant bout today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;so, today, i brought gums to school, then "partner" ( she does not want to identified. ) says she want, so i passed her one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;then she complained that its not minty enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;so i passed her another one. and told her not to swallow on the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;then shes like :  of course i won't swallow la. i won't anyhow upset my stomach okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;then she lean back to her chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;and GUESS WHAT?! SHE SWALLOWED ONE OF THE GUM BY ACCIDENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;its darn epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;and thats not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;then she say the gum i blocking her windpipe. so quickly told her to drink water and don't swallow the other one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;then she drink halfway, SHE FRIGGIN SWALLOWED THE OTHER ONE AS WELL! WITH THE WATER! ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i said something really crap to nazhifah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;then jocelene stalked me and overheard what i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;then she say i "full of cock"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but i coundn't hear what she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so the rest of the conversation follows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;: your so full of cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;: huh? can't hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;: i say, your so full of cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;: HAR WHAT YOU SAY SAY LOUDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;: cok you know COCK COCK COCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;: which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i really can't hear whatthehell she saying the first few times.&lt;br /&gt;then the third time when she repeated 3 time i heard '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt;', ' &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;hop&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;hong&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;that's why i ask her which one!&lt;br /&gt;whattheeff its very funny fyi. so laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk still have okay!&lt;br /&gt;today's such an epic day. that why must share!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, today have the grammar  test.&lt;br /&gt;then i was getting ready, i sat up straight. and i tried to push the chair into the table.&lt;br /&gt;but its hard. no matter how i tried. then i kept trying to tuck myself in and i end up in the middle of the empty row still trying to tuck myself into the table.&lt;br /&gt;get it? its really funny but idk what it doesn't sound funny./ teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay and thats all.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got caught for chewing gum in class. THRICE.&lt;br /&gt;idk why i type that out. so, YEAH! \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-171008323966503396?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/171008323966503396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=171008323966503396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/171008323966503396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/171008323966503396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-moon.html' title='i love the moon'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-8454653900287038291</id><published>2010-01-12T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:56:12.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If life gets hard, suck on it</title><content type='html'>I-WANT-TO-WATCH-ITS-COMPLICATED-ON-THE-14TH!&lt;br /&gt;and-amath-is-strangling-me.&lt;br /&gt;F*ck yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8454653900287038291?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8454653900287038291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8454653900287038291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8454653900287038291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8454653900287038291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-life-gets-hard-suck-on-it.html' title='If life gets hard, suck on it'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1888094293361053990</id><published>2010-01-09T13:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:30:53.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every summer is playing on repeat</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey yo!&lt;br /&gt;phew! its finally the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;basically i've been studying all week, cca, rp open house, and more studying.&lt;br /&gt;next week is finally my birthday and idk why, im not in a partying mood D:&lt;br /&gt;have i become nerdy D: wtf lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched the time traveler's wife just now.&lt;br /&gt;its so bloody awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Rachael McAdam is so gorgeous :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, got to go to complete the rest of my hwk tmr family bring me out to celebrate my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;haiz mean more eating D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH AND I FRIGGIN GREW ANOTHER 3.1CM OVER THE HOLIDAYS! YAY ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1888094293361053990?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1888094293361053990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1888094293361053990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1888094293361053990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1888094293361053990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-summer-is-playing-on-repeat.html' title='Every summer is playing on repeat'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7472002187626876745</id><published>2010-01-05T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:57:34.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sister sister sister &gt;:D</title><content type='html'>yaw yaw yaw!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY A MATH RETEST MAN!&lt;br /&gt;I NEARLY SCREAMED IN CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;woahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today, ate during recess with emel then went to some deserted place at the stairs there. then we were invading e/o phone till we totally lost track of time. like literally!&lt;br /&gt;till lik 11.52 i was like&lt;br /&gt;eh 11.52 leh&lt;br /&gt;then emel was like : yeah sure&lt;br /&gt;and i was like : wtf! 11.52 leh! then we ran back to our classrooms like chicken shits. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, found this really gay video on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;i know i said i had this thing for gay guys but not like this. just watch and you'll know why. :D&lt;br /&gt;enjoys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XLXkGa1jGE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XLXkGa1jGE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/5301113206782568198-7472002187626876745?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-601957677356840517</id><published>2009-12-31T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:22.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the final countdown</title><content type='html'>heyyyyyyyyyyy! exactly 2 hours more to 2010.&lt;br /&gt;so this is gonna be my last post for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, went to watch Sherlock Homes yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;qued for like 40 mins for the tickets D:&lt;br /&gt;after the movie walked arnd cwp. got bored. that xiaodidi walked me home.&lt;br /&gt;yes. from cwp all the way to admiratly.&lt;br /&gt;then, thats most probably all :X&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPO! *screams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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countdown'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-5984986749002775284</id><published>2009-12-30T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:05:23.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my oh my</title><content type='html'>yo peepo, im here to update crap bout my crappy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i was watching "the perfect man", there was this mum talking bout her winkles and then i found out that if you laugh too much you get winkles near your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be 16 in 15 days and i think im having a teeny weeny bit of winkles beside my eyes. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i watched " what a girl wants " and i found out that Oliver James is so very cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now im watching A MOVIE and its a must watch. watch the first 10 min of the show and you will know why :D&lt;br /&gt;ask me for the title. cause its freaking M18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im dying to watch " the time traveler's wife" but i can't find the movie online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna know if i can take A math again next year and i have yet to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im waiting for some asshole to finish his cca so i can go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-5984986749002775284?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5984986749002775284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-1090587309645388186</id><published>2009-12-22T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:57:42.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont wanna know</title><content type='html'>heyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;okay finally having the chance to update this dead thingy&lt;br /&gt;i shall just go bout typing random stuffs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was having alot of sleepovers before my a math exam.&lt;br /&gt;alot as in every alternate day me and my sister goes to my cousin house and they come over and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath re test was kinda easy, but many said it was difficult D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated my cousin 18th birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching A WALK TO REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so addicted to gossip girl that i downloaded the whole season into my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that both CHRISTMAS and CHOCOLATE is spelt with the same number of letters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not been eating for the past few days lost 3 kg.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;but christmas is here, so SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, loads of random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1090587309645388186?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1090587309645388186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1090587309645388186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR FRIDAY'S  A MATH PEPO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopsie daisy, have not been updating my very dead blog for a darn long time.&lt;br /&gt;having A math retest on friday. shall post more after.&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned :D&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! by the way, paranormal activity is effing scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO ,&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-567587338503160223?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/567587338503160223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=567587338503160223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>okayyy im offically back. to singapore!&lt;br /&gt;home sleep home :D&lt;br /&gt;okayyy&lt;br /&gt;so, came back, brother fetch us back.&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah&lt;br /&gt;and today i found out that I OFFICIALLY GOT PROMOTED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAYZXZXZXZX&lt;br /&gt;okayy thats all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8386485721580088527?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8386485721580088527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8386485721580088527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8386485721580088527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8386485721580088527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/okayyy-im-offically-back.html' title='And i dream about you all the time'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-4203104704017853875</id><published>2009-11-20T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:03:08.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, its not you. its me.</title><content type='html'>immmmmmmmm backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;to bangkok that is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, went Pattaya. and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;NEW MOON IS OUT IN THAILAND ALREADY. ON THE 19TH.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch. tickets are cheap and the seats are cool. can lean back one.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;the movie is so awesomezxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, went to pattaya.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, im nt tanned.&lt;br /&gt;next, the hotel is freaking haunted.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously swear it is.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah we lved in a penth house btw.&lt;br /&gt;first is my cousin step into the house, she got cut on the toe. then at night at like 3 + she started sleepwalking.&lt;br /&gt;then me and her sister can't wake her up. i scream, scare, even pour ice water 0n her she darn scary kept looking up, cannot see eyeball one.&lt;br /&gt;till like 5 + she woke up.&lt;br /&gt;then morning, she woke up ready to brush up, she open the bathroom door, then stepping into the bath, suddely 3 tiles from the wall fell. like 1 inch away from her. just fell right at her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day, my auntie.&lt;br /&gt;she wke up late, then eveyone in the penth house went down for breakfast so shes the only only in the house.&lt;br /&gt;so she went to the toliet to wash up with her bedroom door open.&lt;br /&gt;she halfway the bedroom door slammed. darn loud, then she came out to ask who slammed her door.&lt;br /&gt;end up she realised no one in the house. plus the aircorn is on and no window is open.&lt;br /&gt;then she went back to wash up, then she kept hear baby cries. then the thing is our level is the 5th, got no other rooms r penth house. ours is the only one.&lt;br /&gt;freaky right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;second night, my dad said he kept hearing baby cries at like 3 +.&lt;br /&gt;he came out to check like 4 - 5 times. plues he hear footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;not only him, my auntie, cousins all heard.&lt;br /&gt;then at night. my sister said like 3 + got someone or something kept pressing her leg.&lt;br /&gt;then my cousin who is sleeping beside her kept being pulled down the bed.&lt;br /&gt;like from the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day we checked out, the tour guide told us the story of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;last time got one fisherman went fishing, then one day never come back.&lt;br /&gt;then the wife and the baby just waited, then they die cause no food or sth.&lt;br /&gt;then the tour guide say every single person who worked there got disturbed by the ghost before.&lt;br /&gt;then last time the tour guide also say his tousists asked him why always at 3 - 4 am got one women carrying her baby at the swimming pool then why. the baby kept crying so loud.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf right!&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today came back bangkok, trimmed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;that lady cutted my hair like so darn blooming short! plus they straightened my hair _  _.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;okayyy going dream world tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;might elborate more when i go back sg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ttfn :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4203104704017853875?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4203104704017853875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4203104704017853875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4203104704017853875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4203104704017853875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-its-not-you-its-me.html' title='love, its not you. its me.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-2610478238807996168</id><published>2009-11-17T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:30:34.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you love me</title><content type='html'>hai hai!&lt;br /&gt;4th day in bangkok :D&lt;br /&gt;been shopping for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;love it!&lt;br /&gt;brought alot of spongebob tees, jeans,shorts blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day most time was spent in the van. jam jam jam&lt;br /&gt;second day, went platinum to shop.&lt;br /&gt;brought a whole bunch of tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day went to jj.&lt;br /&gt;shop shop shop&lt;br /&gt;from morning 11 all the way to 5+&lt;br /&gt;brought bags and more tees.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went Tavana, to shop&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;brought a LEOPARD PRINT JACKET! and a cardi. mum says my cardi made me look like a bagger. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy so going Patayya for the next 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;means beach for 2 days! :D&lt;br /&gt;if i don't get tanned, i scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after Patayya, back to bangkok for the next few days :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah thats all. stay tuned! :D&lt;br /&gt;picture will be uploaded once i go back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;tata :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2610478238807996168?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2610478238807996168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=2610478238807996168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2610478238807996168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2610478238807996168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/hai-hai-4th-day-in-bangkok-d-been.html' title='you know you love me'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-8985958362248729078</id><published>2009-11-12T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:55:46.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing till the sky go blue. you know i love you.</title><content type='html'>hai hai hai. im super happy nao! :D&lt;br /&gt;tmr going thailand. awesomenesszxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah gonna keep my post short.&lt;br /&gt;won't be bringing my hp over.&lt;br /&gt;so anything email me yeahs!&lt;br /&gt;want me to get you guys anything email me too! :D&lt;br /&gt; toodles.&lt;br /&gt;you know you will miss me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8985958362248729078?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8985958362248729078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8985958362248729078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8985958362248729078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8985958362248729078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/dancing-till-sky-go-blue-you-know-i.html' title='Dancing till the sky go blue. you know i love you.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6589278433461588655</id><published>2009-11-05T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:53:56.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How come we don't say I Love You enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently at sp waiting for lesson to start. i think.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sorry for not posting for idk-how-long&lt;br /&gt;but yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;prepare for my blog to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;cousin came over for sleepover the past 6 days :D&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;photos at fb :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont be posting for the next few days cause my re-test is only 6 days away! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;after retest, going holiday with cousins. so won't be posting for another 10 days +&lt;br /&gt;opps.&lt;br /&gt;but i will upload as many pic as possible when im back.&lt;br /&gt;toodles. miss me!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahahahaahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6589278433461588655?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6589278433461588655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6589278433461588655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6589278433461588655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6589278433461588655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-come-we-dont-say-i-love-you-enough.html' title='How come we don&apos;t say I Love You enough?'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1147019550772128159</id><published>2009-10-28T15:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:02:19.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would you call with your last goodbyes</title><content type='html'>*serious voice*&lt;br /&gt;today's post shall be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, lets start by comparing pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 237px;" alt="http://images.hollywood.com/images/large/l_1751387.jpg" src="http://images.hollywood.com/images/large/l_1751387.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SufwDHYi6hI/AAAAAAAAAfE/tz4nLkdjtrY/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SufwDHYi6hI/AAAAAAAAAfE/tz4nLkdjtrY/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397546614739102226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets now compare the difference.&lt;br /&gt;the 2 girls on the left is super gorgeous. while the girl on the right is super fugly ugly.&lt;br /&gt;now, why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;simple, CAUSE IM GOD-DAMN FAT.&lt;br /&gt;imma freaking fat whore D:&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life&lt;br /&gt;im gonna totally stop eating. like totally.&lt;br /&gt;my dear lovies, please give me a hard slap on my face if i ever stuff anything into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall start posting normally.&lt;br /&gt;dint want to, but since i promised asian bloody bitch, here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, was suppose to solve some qns, i was the first to find the answer then i souted the answer out.&lt;br /&gt;as in not  really good at converting answers with many decimal place to 3s.f. i shouted out the whole answer&lt;br /&gt;i was like " 2.9734281...."&lt;br /&gt;then asian bloody bitch, which was beside me just cut me off by screaming " 2.40" -.-&lt;br /&gt;wtffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had some sex education thingy,&lt;br /&gt;watched some video then got one guy say everyone is doing it (sex) means he and his girlfriend should do it to.&lt;br /&gt;then i was saying this to nazhifah.&lt;br /&gt;" of course everyone is doing it!" then nazhifah gave me some weird stare. so i continued " your mama papa, my mamapapa, everyone mamapapa in this class"&lt;br /&gt;then she laughed like heck.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to continue my list , so i said " your cousin's mother's sister-in-law's grandchild's auntie."&lt;br /&gt;then nazhifah thought for a while then said, " it just shot back to your cousin"&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. retarded. tmr got CIP.&lt;br /&gt;sucks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. before i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;i tihnk im in love =O&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieberrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;heart him like hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1147019550772128159?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1147019550772128159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1147019550772128159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1147019550772128159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1147019550772128159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-would-you-call-with-your-last.html' title='Who would you call with your last goodbyes'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_5adSOoe13mo/SufwDHYi6hI/AAAAAAAAAfE/tz4nLkdjtrY/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-290735336045825962</id><published>2009-10-26T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:19:07.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll be my only, baby don't worry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSN-ZJeq9Ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSN-ZJeq9Ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo peopo!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;anyway i heart today!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emel made me laughed like shit. serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;lets start with school.&lt;br /&gt;ended at 11.45 :D&lt;br /&gt;chinese teacher never come. so 2 free periods ! :D&lt;br /&gt;after chinese was math. 1 period :D&lt;br /&gt;talked alot of cock with asian bloody bitch.&lt;br /&gt;but i did my work! :D&lt;br /&gt;mr weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee said i was efficient too! =O&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, mr wee delayed our recess, emel was like pissed then she texted me some shit which caused me to choke when i read it.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we cant go off till its 11.45&lt;br /&gt;so, emel wanted to eat. i wanted subway. end up eating in school cause subway is not halal =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around cwp for awhile. then emel spotted TT!&lt;br /&gt;then WE ARE LIKE STALKING HIM LARH. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;emel is like pushing me, we are like" come on" make sure he sees you or sth like that.&lt;br /&gt;then i decide to stop stalking cause like abit too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;we took another route away but still peek every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;ite, he caught us.&lt;br /&gt;like he give us that " why the hell are you stalking me" look.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to cwp to eat macs afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;emel was like reading my messages, then she decided to immitate you-know-who's message.&lt;br /&gt;like ghetto style. darn epic. laughed my freaking ass off lah!&lt;br /&gt;like damn!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to library, borrowed books.&lt;br /&gt;went to the arts part.&lt;br /&gt;got many books bout the people in the 60s!&lt;br /&gt;then me and emel is like looking through how those celebrities died.&lt;br /&gt;some super sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg their fashion is darn pretty. all their pretty little faces =O&lt;br /&gt;so flawless.&lt;br /&gt;emel was like reading bout bob dylan, somehow i cant rmb him,&lt;br /&gt;shes like : OMG HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW BOB DYLAN blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;then she continue flipping the pages, theres cliff richard.&lt;br /&gt;then i got overexcited and all, then emel asked me who the hell is cliff richard.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HOW CAN ANYONE NOT KNOW WHOS CLIFF RICHARD HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we somehow flipped through the pages emel told me that the song stairway to heaven by Led Zeppelin if you heard it backward like like satanic.&lt;br /&gt;went to youtube to find out.&lt;br /&gt;its darn scary.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;dont believe see it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;original one :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9TGj2jrJk8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reversed one : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbNqeDr5mlQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super scary right!&lt;br /&gt;but personally i think the satanic one is nice. but super creepy. perhaps its because im freaked out by some retard ghost movies i have been watching lately.&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-290735336045825962?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/290735336045825962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=290735336045825962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/290735336045825962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/290735336045825962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/you.html' title='you&apos;ll be my only, baby don&apos;t worry.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3976607240289046214</id><published>2009-10-22T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:49:35.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can promise you tomorrow, but i cant buy back yesterday</title><content type='html'>hey yaw!&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea what to blog recently. and poker told me to at least blog sth.&lt;br /&gt;im not that creative you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, school. as usual. super boring.&lt;br /&gt;slept when theres free period.&lt;br /&gt;nazhifah found out who was the prank caller.&lt;br /&gt;she woke me up to tell me i thought i was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then recess, thought emel never come, told boyfriend to come down join me.&lt;br /&gt;end up emel did come.&lt;br /&gt;so entertain both parties.&lt;br /&gt;and poker kept poking my face. pain~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess, mr wee never come :D&lt;br /&gt;but some teacher came in to scold us.&lt;br /&gt;haven greet only scold.&lt;br /&gt;scary~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to go home with emel. ite she have drama.&lt;br /&gt;walked to the bus stop with nazhifah ( not wait its ASIAN BLOODY BITCH) and izhar.&lt;br /&gt;on the way brought 4 bars of chocolate D:&lt;br /&gt;came home and feasted on them&lt;br /&gt;but i dint finish all 4 bars! :D&lt;br /&gt;ate 2 bars of chocolate and 1 lollipop and a pushpop.&lt;br /&gt;my sister thought i got dumped or sth. eat chocolates and sweets like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;DO I LOOKED THAT SAD?!?!&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came online,&lt;br /&gt;talked cock with poker, and go all CYNWARD-ISH with emel.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would not be blogging if poker had not remind me 3 times to blog.&lt;br /&gt;im so very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to dedicate a post just for him -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDDY TAY WHATEVER WHATEVER&lt;/span&gt; :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;poker. always poke til my face red. not because that im blushing but because it hurts -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your kinda slow to not understand my jokes at times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think your fat and lazy :x&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your so-called " confession" to me was not romantic and creative. LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you make my hair stand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dont like/ love you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want you to teach my POA :x&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i like nutella too. LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have nth else to say bout you :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;happy?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s  i hate my life and it sucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and emel, CYNWARD FORREVER!NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3976607240289046214?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3976607240289046214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3976607240289046214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3976607240289046214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3976607240289046214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-promise-you-tomorrow-but-i-cant.html' title='I can promise you tomorrow, but i cant buy back yesterday'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-2142692205508096216</id><published>2009-10-21T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:48:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If life wont wait then i guess its up to me</title><content type='html'>heyyos.&lt;br /&gt;currently in AVA room.&lt;br /&gt;darn bored. luckily boyfriend here to talk cock with me  :D&lt;br /&gt;rotting my ass here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and boyfriend gave me lollipop and push pop today! :D&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of things to blog luh.&lt;br /&gt;boredddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;sigh shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2142692205508096216?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2142692205508096216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=2142692205508096216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2142692205508096216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2142692205508096216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-life-wont-wait-then-i-guess-its-up.html' title='If life wont wait then i guess its up to me'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3972003223953092829</id><published>2009-10-20T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:44:07.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the best fall down sometime</title><content type='html'>i have finally decided to blog :D&lt;br /&gt;cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; stuck in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;YES! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;. ON A TUESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;and to add on, i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow too -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for MIA-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;was either devastated over my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;EOY&lt;/span&gt; results or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; having a sleepover at cousin's house. or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just plain lazy :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;EOY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i flunked it. like really really badly.&lt;br /&gt;almost to the verge of not being able to promote.&lt;br /&gt;thank god today teacher passed the message that we would be given a chance to retest.&lt;br /&gt;THANK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GODDDD&lt;/span&gt; * kneels down and raise hands in the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, cousin came over to my house for sleepover on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went over to her house for sleepover from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt; like crazy nutshells.&lt;br /&gt;practically everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;pictures uploaded in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today.&lt;br /&gt;was very very VERY tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;din't&lt;/span&gt; have enough sleep for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;like who sleep in a sleepover right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tried hard not to doze off in class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vikrum&lt;/span&gt; kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sabo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda in a bad mood. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;din't&lt;/span&gt; talk much in school. felt like some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; ass. even polish asked if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; okay. think cause i see her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;din't&lt;/span&gt; asshole her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahahahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;alrights&lt;/span&gt;. shall stop. cause i think my life a very darn plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;i sound so no life.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might change my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sick of it being plain.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;damnit&lt;/span&gt; i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; having PMS. NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! and i told my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt; PMS means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-Marital Sex.&lt;br /&gt;NICE ONE CYNTHIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s i think i have fat legs -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3972003223953092829?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3972003223953092829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3972003223953092829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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days :/&lt;br /&gt;but don't worry im back to blogging! :D&lt;br /&gt;so, as promised, a longgg post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams for the past 1 week or so.&lt;br /&gt;totally hideous week man.&lt;br /&gt;i kept studying and having headache.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently stuffs i studied dint came out -.-&lt;br /&gt;im so afraid that i will retain. or even worse still, transferred to the other class =O&lt;br /&gt;no point worrying now. last exam also over already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;after the last exam today, which most probably i might not score a distinction or yet pass :/&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to catch a movie with that asshole. but he fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so end up slacking with nazhifah and grace at the cc there.&lt;br /&gt;watch them play PSP -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, went 711 to buy 4 bars of CRUNCHIE :D&lt;br /&gt;im like damn addicted to chocolates now :/&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe, i have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; been addicted to chocolates D:&lt;br /&gt;i just came to realised that there is not one day i have never eaten chocolates la.&lt;br /&gt;wthhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, was suppose to pack my study and cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;but too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;see the mess only siannnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, camped in front of the computer with my chunchies and coke and hotdogs.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;apparently, if you were to eat these few stuffs, you get nth but fats and crap.&lt;br /&gt;as in literally. i kept crapping after :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched 2 movies today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/35/A_Guy_Thing_movie.jpg" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/35/A_Guy_Thing_movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DCNRWrA-Hoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DCNRWrA-Hoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;damn sad. i love the boy in striped pyjamas.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna watch it a few more times :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know my post is very boring and dry :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3879245987774369791?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3879245987774369791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-1626382835945553369</id><published>2009-09-28T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:58:10.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing me those words of love</title><content type='html'>exam is just this thursday =O&lt;br /&gt;and my basics for chem is crappy :/&lt;br /&gt;tuition like crazy for the next few days, therefore wont be blogging often.&lt;br /&gt;or rather wont be blogging :/&lt;br /&gt;so, dont miss my posts yeah.&lt;br /&gt;shall post a really long one after the exams :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;best of lucks for your Master's exam :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, good luck everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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love'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-273585163045656176</id><published>2009-09-24T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:31:56.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes goodbye is a second chance</title><content type='html'>yay its friday!&lt;br /&gt;i love this week la.&lt;br /&gt;keep going home early :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i dint finished blogging for yesterday as i was distracted. with idk what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning saw TT, as i wasn't really fully awake, i gave a really retarded weird look.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;its like damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hall,  crapped like crazy as in really crazy with polish!&lt;br /&gt;im like singing, then i told her i am the singapore version of demi lovato.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;then i kept imitating the sec 2 beside me&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess watched emel eat, then pointed to her every crumb that is out of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;made her damn stress to eat infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson was really boring, left school at 1.30 as needed to see some specialist shit.&lt;br /&gt;so, went to SGH, saw specialist, got a freaking shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly cried when the doc told me i needed some weird shit :S&lt;br /&gt;then alot of x-rays, therapy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home-d&lt;br /&gt;studied =O&lt;br /&gt;came online, fb fb fb, msn, sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL, ran with humi but somehow her shoe keep falling off and i was like running very far away till i dint realised i lost her :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english watched the 6th sense.&lt;br /&gt;watch halfway fell asleep as i know the story already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math, slept too :/&lt;br /&gt;math is so boring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E,&lt;br /&gt;played handball.&lt;br /&gt;every single shot i also missed :/&lt;br /&gt;partly cause my aiming sucks and theres like 2-3 ppl defending me at one go.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess watched emel eat,&lt;br /&gt;broke the rules and ate abit too :x opps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue, copied some notes with idk for what since chinese exam is over :/&lt;br /&gt;home-d with emel after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for therapy today.&lt;br /&gt;it fcking hurt like crap till i cried -.-&lt;br /&gt;have to continue to go for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;helll tmr got extra lesson :/&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Srzh5qZDnlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/CEMs86nvj3A/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Srzh5qZDnlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/CEMs86nvj3A/s200/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385427635176447570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got bored while waiting for my turn yesterday i played with the mask D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;silence is golden, basically just shut up.&lt;/span&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;thats so retarded. and sadly, thats me :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-273585163045656176?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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sleeping :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ate with emel during recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;oh she brough some snacks in a kinda cute lunch box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but she dont dare to take out the lunch box cause she says its lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;its actually those like lil granny-like containers :X opps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then we were both late for the next paper. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway second paper was.... okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;after exam went 6th level to see humi pierce you-know-who's tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;went to kaypoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;its like gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;theres saliva and blood all over * gags *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then, went home. alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;cause emel wanted to have cup noodle lunch with humi. dint tag along as im on a diet :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;oh and i realised i have a very limited vocb D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;im always starting a new paragraph with : "so", "then", "anyways"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;oh yeah i nearly forgot to blog what i wanted to initially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so, we were like at the 6th level waiting for some action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then emel was like eating some cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then i asked her a qns ( which idk what )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;emel replied me with the cookie in her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;resulting the cookie crumbs to disperse out of her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;and its like freaking gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;thats not all larh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;as she dont wanna take out her lunch box, she took a handful of koko crunch and dropped a few inside her bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;and guess what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;she freaking took it out of her bag and eat them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;im like WTF!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;she looked like some freaking caveman when she did those stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;yeah so thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;take that emel! :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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heart'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-696206056058447384</id><published>2009-09-22T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:21:24.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;today's english paper was easy! :D ( i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;tho i dint finish my compo D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oh and thanks alot for those who wished me good luck this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;im like really touched okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;during the break there's like are really alot of ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;then the canteen is like so effing noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;and since emel says she  misses school food, i kindly accompanied her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;the canteen is like freaking noisy and filled with many irritating sec 1s and 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;oh and heres the part that pissed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;im like freaking queing up for my food suddenly a group of sec 2s cut into my que.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;im like: what do you think your doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;their like : buying food la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;then im like : please freaking go to the back and que can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;guess whats their response?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;their like : a few ppl nia. wait awhile la xiao meimei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;like wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;every single time when it comes to having recess with the sec 2s they always think im like sec 1 or 2 _|_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;so anyway, after getting our food, some irritaing ppl kept screaming across the canteen. got some kept playing the eerie sound that ppl say your can only hear it if your immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;oh! then emel's like : the canteen is so noisy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;then she start shrieking non stop on how noisy the canteen is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;im like really irritated then i just shoot her back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;im like : omg shut your pussy complains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;then emel start kicking me. of course i kicked back. then we like damn lesbains keep kicking e/o under the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;till some sec 2 girls gave us dirty look D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh also,&lt;br /&gt;emel is like : can you hear the piercing noise?&lt;br /&gt;i deny it cause ppl say if you can hear it your immature.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;then emel's like freaking retarded.&lt;br /&gt;cause i said i can't hear it, she tried to act as tho she cant hear it so i wont call her immature.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;after eating we went to the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;then got some psychology book we wanna read on how to manage your anger / stress. but its like at the highest shelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;emel, tip-toe and can reach her book. then im like jumping jumping and i still cant reach the damn book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;end up i stand on my chair just to get the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;boyfriend was like laughing at me la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;she like : haha! cynthia cannot reach!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i bet she can't either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;then after exam went home with emel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;emel was like telling me her sister's lesbian experience which is like freaking gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;okay i should stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ROFL i got so much things to post on an exam day siols! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-696206056058447384?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-3357483327842221076</id><published>2009-09-20T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:02:36.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someting bout you is so addictive</title><content type='html'>hellohellohello! :D&lt;br /&gt;have not been blogging for days.&lt;br /&gt;know why?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN STUDYING! =O&lt;br /&gt;yes i have! :D&lt;br /&gt;omg larhs im so proud of myself seh!&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont wanna retain :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways,&lt;br /&gt;my tuition have been doubled. and that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;first exam starts on tuesday! =O&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea how to study for that. so yeah. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i got no idea how to continue this post.&lt;br /&gt;unless i blog bout the contents of what i studied.&lt;br /&gt;which is geeky and i am not goona do so.&lt;br /&gt;so the post ends here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles and good luck for the upcoming exams ppl! :D&lt;br /&gt;( tho i need the lucks too :x )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3357483327842221076?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3357483327842221076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3357483327842221076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3357483327842221076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3357483327842221076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/someting-bout-you-is-so-addictive.html' title='Someting bout you is so addictive'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6412296023701150182</id><published>2009-09-17T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:22:04.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One way traffic</title><content type='html'>hello all.&lt;br /&gt;im stuck in the school's comp lab. cca ):&lt;br /&gt;im like solo. lk, aliah lenon all pon.&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend got oral ):&lt;br /&gt;left me to do the project all alone siols.&lt;br /&gt;sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; boyfriend was like damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;after cca, im like : how you going to cwp? walk or bus.&lt;br /&gt;then she responded to my bus.&lt;br /&gt;immediately im like : okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;thn i walk off.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;okayy it dont sound that funny as how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im hungry and carving for chocolates so badly D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why suddenly everyone start texting me asking who i like? -.-&lt;br /&gt;irritating siols.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! today math, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mr wee dint come&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 periods! :D&lt;br /&gt;then we're suppose to do some work shit.&lt;br /&gt;dint do, fell asleep instead.&lt;br /&gt;ishaq kept banging my table while im sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;till like the last time i got pissed and wake up.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;then i keep saying he's disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;then somehow i slipped out what i dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;im like you ruin my balloon dream! D:&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the group suddenly become silent and stare at me then broke out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;what the f! balloons ?!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;this shows that im &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;young at heart&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg its been long since my blog have colours :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6412296023701150182?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6412296023701150182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6412296023701150182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6412296023701150182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6412296023701150182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-way-traffic.html' title='One way traffic'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-9069756888051232945</id><published>2009-09-15T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:08:18.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you forever, forever is over</title><content type='html'>omg blogger is back to normal already! :D&lt;br /&gt;i hope it last. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;today's oral is really damn easy!&lt;br /&gt;though i got tongue tied a few times and got so nervous that i kept kicking the invigilator leg. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. i dont really feeling like blogging D:&lt;br /&gt;today ain't really an exciting day to blog bout. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and EOY is in freaking 7 days!?!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought chocolates after school.&lt;br /&gt;oh hello another maybe 2kg? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow have cca.&lt;br /&gt;that suck so bad. i wanna skip again D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;i shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i think im falling D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-9069756888051232945?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/9069756888051232945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=9069756888051232945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/9069756888051232945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/9069756888051232945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you-forever-forever-is-over.html' title='I love you forever, forever is over'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7405364761956088405</id><published>2009-09-14T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:28:19.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no boundaries</title><content type='html'>yay im back to blogging! :D&lt;br /&gt;my blog is dead for almost a week ):&lt;br /&gt;so, a random post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for that adam khoo camp for the past 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;its damn fun and tiring. *durh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few time i sleep-stand till fell while in the train.&lt;br /&gt;then ppl just look and laugh. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made really fun friends there.&lt;br /&gt;got one riversidian too :D &lt;br /&gt;adam. now everytime i see him can make fun of him :D fun lehs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found myself a lesbian partner :D&lt;br /&gt;sorry boyfriend i let you down. NOT! ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coaches are okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;dexter kept calling my bloody lesbain cause i know hes just plain jealous of me and isabel &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then last day, dominic damn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;he made little card and gave it to us :D&lt;br /&gt;awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;so sincere and touched! &lt;br /&gt;then i say he so sweet, later i give him a hug, he say have to hug in front of my mama papa.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;guo fen horr.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and im like the oldest in my group. and sadly the shortest.&lt;br /&gt;then last day after the graduation ceremony we wanna take alot of pictures, whole group ganged up against me to stand in front D:&lt;br /&gt;so most of the picture, im in front. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, i damn lazy to elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;today school i really really boring.&lt;br /&gt;whole chunk of holiday homework not done D:&lt;br /&gt;luckily got horny boyy to sms-motivate me to focus on my outcome.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. i wanna complete my bloody homework.&lt;br /&gt;if i can finish by today, its a damn miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im using this word with emel recently.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny when ppl dont understand us and give us weird stares.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RUE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To regret, wishing a certain situation never happened, to remorse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You'll rue the day you ever messed with me!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7405364761956088405?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7405364761956088405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7405364761956088405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7405364761956088405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7405364761956088405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-are-no-boundaries.html' title='There are no boundaries'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1935912442077608390</id><published>2009-09-08T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:31:51.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont shut the door, Dont shut me out.</title><content type='html'>yay i finally found a time to use the comp! :D&lt;br /&gt;super busy recently D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be very busy for the rest of the week so, &lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday , belated birthday and early birthday to the following ppl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;wilren [ 7/8 ]&lt;br /&gt;mum [8/9 ]&lt;br /&gt;Vikram [10/9]&lt;br /&gt;Ishaq [16/9]&lt;br /&gt;Hock Siang [20/9]&lt;br /&gt;BROTHER! [28/9]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! so many! this month broke already D:&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;chiong-ed my emath tys&lt;br /&gt;33 chapters leh. and i finished all! :D&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of the subjects haven finish D:&lt;br /&gt;tmr camp already. cant find time to do D:&lt;br /&gt;5 days leh!&lt;br /&gt;miss me eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today had "SECRET" lesson. * omfg i sound so lame*&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;10 - 4&lt;br /&gt;after that, did my physics hwk.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG i suddenly realized im so guai D:&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today's mum's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;made her a card. pasted baby photos of me.&lt;br /&gt;then, after the lesson, mum said actually the card can make her cry. &lt;br /&gt;but then, one of the picture, a actually a baby photo of my sister and not me.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;retarded man.&lt;br /&gt;but funny. mum said this year is her best birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;cause im going for the course she wanted me to go.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah thats all.&lt;br /&gt;toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1935912442077608390?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1935912442077608390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1935912442077608390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1935912442077608390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1935912442077608390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-shut-door-dont-shut-me-out.html' title='Dont shut the door, Dont shut me out.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7336171108778183439</id><published>2009-09-03T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:44:13.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please dont ever say goodbye,love</title><content type='html'>heyheyhey!&lt;br /&gt;today's lesson are really boring so i shall skip the school part.&lt;br /&gt;oh except had mt listening compre today.&lt;br /&gt;could'nt understand most of the words and i fell asleep halfway. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, went for cca with liang kai today, &lt;br /&gt;crapped like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;or rather im the only one crapping, liang kai just did most of the laughing. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got one part, i got really bored and kept calling liang kai in a retarded way.&lt;br /&gt;im like : llllliiiiiiaaaaannnnngggggg kkkkkaaaaaiiiii&lt;br /&gt;non stop.&lt;br /&gt;mrs tan got irritated, came over to my table and asked me whats that sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like: the computer * liang kai and lenon burst out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;then mrs tan told me to mute my computer.&lt;br /&gt;i just say okay but i dint do it.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE MY COMPUTER IS ALREADY MUTED! ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;epic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thats not all, mr tan saw that my computer is already muted! then she told me TO CLOSE THE WEBSITE. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid liang kai and lenon keep laughing non stop.&lt;br /&gt;make mrs tan suspect me even more.&lt;br /&gt;then me and liang kai kept talking bout my embarrassing past &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahhaahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh and liang kai mixed up "lenon" with "lemon"&lt;br /&gt;then shes like lenon very sour leh.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thats roughly my day.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i keep shitting today.&lt;br /&gt;cause i double my dosage of the detox thingy. the shitting powder.&lt;br /&gt;it is said to lose weight! :D&lt;br /&gt;ROFL i know im gonna over shit myself.&lt;br /&gt;but idontgiveadamn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i found out what does stfu stands for.&lt;br /&gt;everytime wilren say stfu to me im like : yeah yeah sure sure.&lt;br /&gt;whatthef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day: &lt;u&gt; stfu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A way of saying "shut the fuck up", instead of actually typing it. Has less meaning than actually typing "shut the fuck up", and is often said by people that are losing an argument or can't think of a comeback.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy A: "You just contradicted yourself. Twice."&lt;br /&gt;Guy B: "faggit"&lt;br /&gt;Guy A: "Yeah, that's what I thought, you can't think of anything, loser."&lt;br /&gt;Guy B: "stfu"&lt;br /&gt;Guy C: Just admit you lost, Guy B.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;toodles:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7336171108778183439?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7336171108778183439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7336171108778183439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7336171108778183439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7336171108778183439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-dont-ever-say-goodbyelove.html' title='Please dont ever say goodbye,love'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7642821140117668246</id><published>2009-09-02T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:11:56.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last song.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE COME UP WITH A NEW WAY OF BLOGGING! :D&lt;br /&gt;founded a cool website for teenagers language :D&lt;br /&gt;i shall post one everytime i post.&lt;br /&gt;then ppl will know me better :D&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;i have nth better to do :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day : &lt;u&gt;beyotch &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning : &lt;b&gt;A friendly use of the word bitch. Usually used in greeting one's friend, or when one has succeeded over someone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey, beyotch!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You got owned, beyotch! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i lost another 0.8kg :D&lt;br /&gt;got back report book today.&lt;br /&gt;sucks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;failed A.math, chinese and science.&lt;br /&gt;chinese and science borderline nia. only A.math. fail like #@$^%&amp;#&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;told mr lim i wanna drop the subject lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;he say he will tear my application form if i wanna drop.&lt;br /&gt;haizz.&lt;br /&gt;if drop sec 5 can slack during math lesson siols :x&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school took one whole ride with aliah.&lt;br /&gt;pon-ed cca :x&lt;br /&gt;ROFL! first time siols.&lt;br /&gt;heck la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch movies! :D &lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7642821140117668246?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7642821140117668246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7642821140117668246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7642821140117668246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7642821140117668246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-song.html' title='The last song.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-428194144059272449</id><published>2009-09-01T17:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:05:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The crazy little thing called love</title><content type='html'>im super bored D:&lt;br /&gt;i shall post a long crap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with sunday.&lt;br /&gt;went to SSC to get teachers day present and the dress that mum wanted to buy for me.&lt;br /&gt;ite, no dress ):&lt;br /&gt;spent a very longgg time deciding what to get for teachers.&lt;br /&gt;then went over to giant to find parents.&lt;br /&gt;saw two girls got escorted off by the police.&lt;br /&gt;mum say they shoplifted. *aww how sad*&lt;br /&gt;then got damn bored cause my parents can take forever to buy lame groceries. did many crappy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;took some down. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/DSC00041.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/DSC00040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00043-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/DSC00043-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats how bored we were.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the picture of me on the trolley, im actually on a trolley pushing another trolley -.-&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;aces day and teachers day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;emel made the right choice not coming. &lt;br /&gt;luckily during the dance boyfriend class beside me.&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, boyfriend is beside me :D&lt;br /&gt;then we keep making fun of each other while dancing.&lt;br /&gt;oh then got one part, got a bee or sth land on boyfriend shirt, everyone is like screaming : ah ah ah! *then keep pointing at boyfriend shirt.&lt;br /&gt;but no one could explain whats on the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;then i just stand there laughing&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then teachers day celebration, damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;keep band performance band performance.&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to cwp to collect my $110 bucks :D&lt;br /&gt;then bused home with aliah.&lt;br /&gt;then at the bus stop saw him.&lt;br /&gt;omfg. idk how to tell aliah, then i keep pinching her hand&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;aliah saw him only keep saying chill ah dont cry dont cry.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna cry also let her say dont cry till i wanna cry already.&lt;br /&gt;but i dint :D i just kept very quiet. thinking.*snap off*&lt;br /&gt;went home called emm, last minute she her mum dont allow her to go out D: then nvr text me to inform somemore.&lt;br /&gt;got really mad.&lt;br /&gt;then gran called asked if i wanna go lunch with her.&lt;br /&gt;then met her for lunch, treated her :D&lt;br /&gt;went home. my mum's dad and cousin come over to stay.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't in a very happy mood, so i dint talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;ite my mum still say have to let them sleep our beds.&lt;br /&gt;got damn angry. took my sleeping bag to the studyroom to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;morning dad woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;i said i dont wanna wake up till they go home.&lt;br /&gt;he say must give face cause he's my grandma and cousin.&lt;br /&gt;he still say because of me everyone is not eating their breakfast cause everyone is waiting for me to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;i gave him a really bitchy reply la. im like : beacause of them im sleeping on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. but dad dint get angry.&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, went down to get a tan :D&lt;br /&gt;and, im tanned :D&lt;br /&gt;yay long crappy post of my boring life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-428194144059272449?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/428194144059272449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=428194144059272449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/428194144059272449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/428194144059272449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-all-about-you.html' title='The crazy little thing called love'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-4725320364185988372</id><published>2009-08-29T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:17:40.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hangover</title><content type='html'>yay momma brought me a new dress.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways watched dance flick again. with my sister that is.&lt;br /&gt;then watched the hangover.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL damn crap la the show.&lt;br /&gt;i think its M18. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;they actually fucked a tiger. ROFLLL!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i lost 1kg :D&lt;br /&gt;7kg more to go.&lt;br /&gt;yessssssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4725320364185988372?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4725320364185988372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4725320364185988372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4725320364185988372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4725320364185988372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/hangover.html' title='The hangover'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1390763675018241547</id><published>2009-08-28T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:29:38.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have got nth to post.&lt;br /&gt;just a movie :D&lt;br /&gt;really bullshit and epic.&lt;br /&gt;think its almost as good as Superhero movie.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;i have the movie in HD. watch the trailer then see if you want to movie.&lt;br /&gt;its like many different movies putting together.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;damn epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOqau8UyZoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOqau8UyZoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1390763675018241547?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1390763675018241547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1390763675018241547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1390763675018241547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1390763675018241547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-got-nth-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-4731008341630017705</id><published>2009-08-27T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:20:16.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guity pleasure. Not.</title><content type='html'>yay end of common test! ( a few days ago that is. )&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont really feel like posting long stories, so i shall just list out stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;realized that my previous few post is so full of complains and vulgarities.&lt;br /&gt;so how bout some happy craps.&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and omg i just realized that blogger is fixed!&lt;br /&gt;got the nav. bar at the top! :D&lt;br /&gt;but i got no pictures to post D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, so a few happy random stuffs  bout my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;realised that i passed subjects that i failed the last term&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and failed the subjects that i passed the last term. hah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; i wanna lose 8kg by next month D: ( permanently! )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walk home as much as possible. ( hopefully everyday )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i actually got my first distinction in secondary school! =O (after 3 years ): )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;sadly thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's been really miserable recently.&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oh and my dear,&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry that things have to be like this recently.&lt;br /&gt;there are alot of stuffs that i could not accept yet i didn't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;simply putting it, its either i dont have the chance or idk how to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;cause at times i realised i really dont understand you. dont know you.&lt;br /&gt;idk if i have made the right choice by letting go just like that.&lt;br /&gt;but since i have made up my mind, you know i wont change it.&lt;br /&gt;so, just stop waiting. we're still friends just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;but things just aint the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a friend who will always be in my heart.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4731008341630017705?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4731008341630017705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4731008341630017705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4731008341630017705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4731008341630017705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/guity-pleasure-not.html' title='Guity pleasure. Not.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-425670954238365914</id><published>2009-08-21T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:47:17.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>strike off words of anger.&lt;br /&gt;heaven seemed to be playing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really have to thank people who tried really hard to make me smile again. &lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me believe that life aint just a big pile of shit. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family's trying hard too.&lt;br /&gt;think cause they read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;damn many weird ppl reading my blog. no offense tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school wasn't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;had HL.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to run, but no one wanted. asked zx want to run cause everyone seemed to be walking really slowly, he say i stupid go run.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then a few lesson.&lt;br /&gt;recess was fun.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, emm and i had our recess at the 6th level.&lt;br /&gt;picnic there.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;there's alot of food la.&lt;br /&gt;2tuna,2 peanut butter sandwitch,3 curry puff, koko crunch even chicken soup.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum brought 1 whole bunch of cherries :D&lt;br /&gt;anddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk48/hermionechang/DSC00010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-3874954805153668178</id><published>2009-08-20T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:56:25.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone tell me what to say, to make you stay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;WHY DO MY DAY JUST KEEP GETTING WORSE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i really wanna fuck the shit here.&lt;br /&gt;so, if you dont want your damn mind to be polluted, just leave. and im not even gonna say 'PLEASE' as i have already warned you assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today, 1 word.&lt;br /&gt;F-U-C-K.&lt;br /&gt;alrights.&lt;br /&gt;A.math paper was god-damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care cause we can choose to drop that damn topic.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised i failed chinese.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;I-DONT-GIVE-A-DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;cause i nvr really passed chinese anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during some lesson, which obviously ppl who have been reading my blog will know.&lt;br /&gt;that fucking piece of shit person said i dint do anything.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i was doing sth.&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't under what the fucking piece of shit were you saying.&lt;br /&gt;so i dint do anything.&lt;br /&gt;then when you fucking told me off, obviously i have already took out my textbook to at least try to understand the fucking lame examples the textbook is giving. cause the cheapskate piece of junk DID NOT SHOW STEP BY STEP.&lt;br /&gt;so obviously it will take me some time to at least solve it right.&lt;br /&gt;i asked around for ppl's help you fucking say i keep talking.&lt;br /&gt;oh wow!&lt;br /&gt;then tell me stand the fucking corner&lt;br /&gt;and please hor. i rather stand out of the class than go the the other side of class filled with guys and spiderwebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i dont wanna stand you want give yellow form.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you larhs.&lt;br /&gt;what defiance. fuck you la.&lt;br /&gt;dont want stand st the corner means defiance? means must give yellow form?&lt;br /&gt;1 form means conduct grade poor already right? &lt;br /&gt;so 10 forms also poor la.&lt;br /&gt;the most suspended only right.&lt;br /&gt;okay la i play with you.&lt;br /&gt;everytime your lesson i pon.&lt;br /&gt;or purposely dulan the whole class. waste your time&lt;br /&gt;i dont fucking care if you chase me out or whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;cause obviously your against me.&lt;br /&gt;even the whole class says so.&lt;br /&gt;plus some ppl from other class.&lt;br /&gt;no need me to tell them also they can see.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic dog la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;im so sick and tired of fucking over and over bout you.&lt;br /&gt;came back. family is fucking screwed.&lt;br /&gt;get it.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i hate life.&lt;br /&gt;went to games room to study instead.&lt;br /&gt;its just a way to not stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;then walked round the condo.&lt;br /&gt;been to places that i have went to with someone who used to be special.&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing the past suck. its just make me miss you more.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i normally dont blog bout such stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but today is just a I-DONT-GIVE-A-SHIT-DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i hate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said that you'll be there, now things are different. will you still be there for me just like the very last time? &lt;/i&gt;  oh who the fuck am i kidding.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks people who tried hard to make me smile again :D&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3874954805153668178?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-6347641954520851122</id><published>2009-08-19T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:17:14.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life aint just all bout happy ending after all.</title><content type='html'>Physic's paper today.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i actually know how to do more than 3 qns!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;actually i knew how to do almost the whole paper! =O&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can pass my science with the help of my physics&lt;br /&gt;cause confirm i fail chem already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today had a few surprises.&lt;br /&gt;frist, we surprised mr lim with 2 birthday cakes.&lt;br /&gt;cause its his birthday -.-&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks ago ( which idk how long that was) we had POA test on bank rec thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then i actually got distinction siols! =O&lt;br /&gt;shocked me like hell larhs.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;told emel bout it, shes like happy. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i think its because she anyhow did her math paper and passed while i anyhow write the names on the damn piece of paper and passed.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks tmr's A.math.&lt;br /&gt;got to study again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6347641954520851122?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6347641954520851122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6347641954520851122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6347641954520851122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6347641954520851122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-aint-just-all-bout-happy-ending.html' title='Life aint just all bout happy ending after all.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3889119434216497362</id><published>2009-08-16T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:55:12.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words cant say wht love can do</title><content type='html'>tmr geography! &lt;br /&gt;i havent really finished studying D:&lt;br /&gt;sarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept watching movies recently.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, woke up at 6 this morning for tuition&lt;br /&gt;ended at 10+&lt;br /&gt;quite early lehs :D&lt;br /&gt;came back slept.&lt;br /&gt;sleep sleep sleep till 3+&lt;br /&gt;study till now&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A GOOD GIRL&lt;br /&gt;alrights random. i know.&lt;br /&gt;shall start post normally after common test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bon jovi songs still rock! (as in literally :D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3889119434216497362?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3889119434216497362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3889119434216497362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3889119434216497362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3889119434216497362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/words-cant-say-wht-love-can-do.html' title='Words cant say wht love can do'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-1288616926169786804</id><published>2009-08-14T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:45:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will we still meet again someday</title><content type='html'>oh. wow. im back blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more papers to the end of exams! :D&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. math paper today. surprisingly its easy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! first time saying math easy siols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home immediately after school.&lt;br /&gt;reached home. no one home.&lt;br /&gt;so watched movies the WHOLE DAY&lt;br /&gt;felt that i wasted my day D:&lt;br /&gt;shall start mugging during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-watched Koizora ( Sky of love) again.&lt;br /&gt;this time its he episode.&lt;br /&gt;think the movie was better.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, its sad ):&lt;br /&gt;almost like 1 litre of love.&lt;br /&gt;just that i already know the ending.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;somehow i just love to rewatch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and watch &lt;b&gt;alot like love&lt;/b&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! watched too many love stories already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downloaded &lt;b&gt;Flirting With Disaster&lt;/b&gt; into my phone. so i can watched it if i cant sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. think thats all.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i should start watching what i blog bout school already.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, im suddenly addicted to bon jovi songs.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1288616926169786804?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1288616926169786804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1288616926169786804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1288616926169786804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1288616926169786804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-we-still-meet-again-someday.html' title='Will we still meet again someday'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-57234177055741152</id><published>2009-08-08T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T18:02:59.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day, robots will cry</title><content type='html'>oh my god. &lt;br /&gt;tuesday is english common test already D:&lt;br /&gt;and i think im scared :/&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's national day celebration very like totally waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;i dont see the point.&lt;br /&gt;but at least there's no classes :D&lt;br /&gt;no mr wee! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday everyone was like decorating the class, then mr lim played the national day songs over and over and over and OVER.&lt;br /&gt;kind of pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;but ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly felt random and start singing the song Blame it by T-Pain to sangeetha.&lt;br /&gt;then shes like : ITS NOT BLAME IT ON THE GOOSE.&lt;br /&gt;ITS BULLS! ALCOHOL!&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;that really epic. and not forgetting embarrassing :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched superhero movie just now.&lt;br /&gt;its really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;just downloaded i love you beth cooper into my phone.&lt;br /&gt;i got too much free time man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. this post is really random.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-57234177055741152?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/57234177055741152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=57234177055741152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/57234177055741152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/57234177055741152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-day-robots-will-cry.html' title='One day, robots will cry'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3318866711890647099</id><published>2009-08-05T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:40:18.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger still have yet allowed me to post pictures D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test is just next week.&lt;br /&gt;screw exams.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back for POA retest.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant balance the trial balance.&lt;br /&gt;calvin says like many ppl he asked cannot balance it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i have got nth else to post bout cause my life is oh-so-boring.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3318866711890647099?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3318866711890647099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3318866711890647099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3318866711890647099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3318866711890647099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-still-have-yet-allowed-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-4318802826314550311</id><published>2009-08-03T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:08:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone, somewhere, said something</title><content type='html'>alrights. i have not been blogging normally recently.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i might post a long piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, emel's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;its was fun.&lt;br /&gt;after the planning and all.&lt;br /&gt;its kinna worth it. &lt;br /&gt;but most of the time al we do was watch those half naked guys swim swim swim.&lt;br /&gt;but still kinna funny larhs.&lt;br /&gt;can come up with all kinds of crap.&lt;br /&gt;like nipple cathing, twilight or was it new moon? , blind mice?!&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;then ate cake.&lt;br /&gt;most of the guys say the cake looked gross.&lt;br /&gt;ite they finished it.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the guys fninshed swimming, zhen xing want to play table soccer.&lt;br /&gt;then see them play.&lt;br /&gt;by the time its like 10 plus almost 11. and we have yet to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ite me and emel skip cause its really late and we both are scared we got raped by bangalas. &lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;so sent the guys out, left me and emel in the games room eating chips. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;like some weird emo ppl. feeding on chips that is gonna fatten us to death.&lt;br /&gt;11+ emel decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;went home was tired to death.&lt;br /&gt;still online and crap with crappy ppl till like 2+&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. woke up at 6.&lt;br /&gt;did tuition hwk.&lt;br /&gt;tuition ended at 12+&lt;br /&gt;after lunch onwards went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;did crazy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im having terrible mood swings recently. so mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw was online again at night.&lt;br /&gt;asked wilren for random facts.&lt;br /&gt;if can make me laugh tmr i make him sandwitch :D&lt;br /&gt;since i want  a long post, i shall list out the 10 random facts listed out by wilren foooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;some which i dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. warren buffett was 1st last year but he made dumb investment cost him to lose 25b.&lt;br /&gt;2. chri rock earn 80 million euro in a year period.&lt;br /&gt;3. bill gates have 40mb.&lt;br /&gt;4. wilren type faster than me (not true)&lt;br /&gt;5. Im a noob ( not true again)&lt;br /&gt;6. i cant sing ( even not true) &lt;br /&gt;7. a guy got sexually and physically.&lt;br /&gt;8. im a girl.&lt;br /&gt;9. wilren got sth i dont have -.-&lt;br /&gt;10. calvin still owe me money&lt;br /&gt;11. calvin and zhen xing still owe me my bday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah 11!&lt;br /&gt;super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today,&lt;br /&gt;dint talked much in school.&lt;br /&gt;dint talked during math lesson.&lt;br /&gt;that son of a bitch wee still want to make life difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;like, obviously i dont fucking understand what the bloody crap hes teaching.&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to answer a really tough qns.&lt;br /&gt;borrowed nazhifah paper.&lt;br /&gt;she dont even know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;how in the world he expect me to know.&lt;br /&gt;then if i cant answer his qns right, whole class recess depend on me.&lt;br /&gt;oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;even aliah can tell hes against me.&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;dint eat.&lt;br /&gt;felt like puking the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;then everyone was like : cynthia you okay or not.&lt;br /&gt;keep asking if im okay.&lt;br /&gt;got pissed i screamed at them im freaking okay then cried and ran away -.-&lt;br /&gt;aliah chased after me.&lt;br /&gt;she comfort me. then gave me a big huggg :D&lt;br /&gt;love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, took one ride with aliah.&lt;br /&gt;went home suddenly have the urge to play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;played.&lt;br /&gt;till one of the string nearly snapped at my eye.&lt;br /&gt;then watched jackass no.2&lt;br /&gt;i swore i puke 5 times larh.&lt;br /&gt;and im still feeling nauseous now.&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;damn such long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;cause i suddenly have the urge to eat popcorn and sit in front of the tv stuffing myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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something'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-5676307213582925466</id><published>2009-07-31T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:48:24.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blogskin.</title><content type='html'>changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;cause got people says that my blog is lag at times.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still rushing some planning shits for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so aint blogging.&lt;br /&gt;till like after tmr. perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;with pictures and perhaps videos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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blogskin.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6540861085436789193</id><published>2009-07-22T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:51:26.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed with myself recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke my own record of not-eating-during-recess.&lt;br /&gt;and ate like a cow.&lt;br /&gt;today, after school, went mac with aliah and emel.&lt;br /&gt;upsized my meal. then the lady gave me a med fries.&lt;br /&gt;idk why i got pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i went back to ask for my large fries.&lt;br /&gt;oh and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i finished it.&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back found out that my comp suddenly very the damn lag.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i found out i had virus!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a whole lot of ppl start asking me the same damn qns what fucking email did i sent them and all that bull crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mum brought me western food for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i ate 1 and the half portion.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is im darn pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;its far worse than my pms la.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, saw some really pissing stuffs which i dont wanna even talk bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like so pissed that i could cry.&lt;br /&gt;my brain felt like its coming out of my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. btw,&lt;br /&gt;today everyone was like talking bout the eclipse thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then during recess me and emel was like talking bout twilight. then waiting for new moon to lauch.&lt;br /&gt;then suddently hock siang and tee yuan was like eclipse the movie came out already.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like so darn excited. then i kept asking : eh you got the disc. lend me leh. lend lend lend.&lt;br /&gt;ite, they were referring to the morning eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;oh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god.&lt;br /&gt;have to reformat my comp now.&lt;br /&gt;yippie.&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. and blogger sucks like crap.&lt;br /&gt;kept having this idk what problem.&lt;br /&gt;so cant post any crappy pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6540861085436789193?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6540861085436789193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>i used to think i had it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till one day i hit the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy im back to my rants.&lt;br /&gt;the past few days sucked. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual. watched alot of movies.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to list them out. i think updating their posters easier.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;cause vickrum put a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;decomposed &lt;/span&gt;cockroach on my table.&lt;br /&gt;i was shock that i jerked the table.&lt;br /&gt;then i thought the cockroach came back to life or sth.&lt;br /&gt;then i screamed very loudly, that caused rahayu to jump.&lt;br /&gt;then i ran a few tables away.&lt;br /&gt;and teared. or rather cried.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. fuck you vickrum.&lt;br /&gt;now its like some class joke like that.&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;he-bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think i caught zhen xing's flu.&lt;br /&gt;then my nose was like drippy. stucked till i cant breathe.&lt;br /&gt;i kept asking zhen xing for tissue.&lt;br /&gt;and he fucking dont wanna give.&lt;br /&gt;then cant find anyone else with tissue somemore.&lt;br /&gt;make my life so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;si gou.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sucked the usual.&lt;br /&gt;still being teased for that retarded cockroach thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then math. that bloody wee wee kept blaming me for craps that i dint do la.&lt;br /&gt;kept accusing me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;everything cynthia cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;later i chase you out all that bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;fucker.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna talk bout school already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went to 883 for bbt.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with aliah.&lt;br /&gt;then went for some retarded quiz.&lt;br /&gt;after quiz went cwp with aliah to search for her mum bday present.&lt;br /&gt;then here's the funny part.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the interchange, we saw our bus arriving.&lt;br /&gt;then we are like : omg our bus!&lt;br /&gt;then we ran after the bus.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;that not all. aliah still pulled my hand and run.&lt;br /&gt;then she waas like carrying alot of plactic bag then holding my hand running towards the bus.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;like mother and kid like that.&lt;br /&gt;then in the bus we alughed all the way to my stop la.&lt;br /&gt;still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i reached home realised that i lost sth very precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;called aliah desperately ask if it on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;then ran out of the condo searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i found it.&lt;br /&gt;idk why i so lucky also.&lt;br /&gt;but really lucky to found it la.&lt;br /&gt;my precious.&lt;br /&gt;got money also cant buy.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.jimhillmedia.com/mb/images/upload/Princess-Protection-Program.jpg" src="http://www.jimhillmedia.com/mb/images/upload/Princess-Protection-Program.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.jimhillmedia.com/mb/images/upload/Enchanted-Movie-Poster-AA-w.jpg" src="http://www.jimhillmedia.com/mb/images/upload/Enchanted-Movie-Poster-AA-w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop her.&lt;br /&gt;darm lazy idk why too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cynthia/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Cynthia/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-5664410203601561434?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-7809632474385888318</id><published>2009-07-10T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:40:16.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S I Love You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you know i still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/PSILY400.jpg" src="http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/PSILY400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y161/kpop_junki/movies/10_things_i_hate_about_you_final_po.jpg" alt="10_things_i_hate_about_you_final_po.jpg 10 things image by kpop_junki" galleryimg="no" style="width: 303px; height: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;watched 2 movies today.&lt;br /&gt;the 10 things that i hate bout you, the main dude.&lt;br /&gt;i dint know he was the actor who acted as joker in batman la.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i see youtube the comments was like R.I.P R.IP&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt; you so so damn sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;i swear i cried after the movie started for 18 mins.&lt;br /&gt;damn. such a sweet boyfriend lah.&lt;br /&gt;okay enough for fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly my favourite day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what.&lt;br /&gt;it totally suck and torturous.&lt;br /&gt;zhen xing started scratching his file which make that very very VERY irritating squeeky sound&lt;br /&gt;and ishaq decided to follow blindly.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;hock siang, teeyuan, vickrum and calvin start doing it.&lt;br /&gt;im like sitting at my place covering my ears and still those very squeeky sounds enter my ears la.&lt;br /&gt;pain like bloody crap.&lt;br /&gt;then vickrum dont wanna stop.&lt;br /&gt;he said until he found his pencilbox then he stop.&lt;br /&gt;then im like: wtf! then i got nth to do with it also you torture me?! D:&lt;br /&gt;he said : yeah.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;life's like living hell for the few periods.&lt;br /&gt;and math. i was too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;suddently someone banged my table&lt;br /&gt;scare the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;mind you ishaq.&lt;br /&gt;pinch you at ur neck again then you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna borrow the p.s i love you book!&lt;br /&gt;anyone haveeeee? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7809632474385888318?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7809632474385888318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7809632474385888318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7809632474385888318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7809632474385888318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/ps-i-love-you.html' title='P.S I Love You.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y161/kpop_junki/movies/th_10_things_i_hate_about_you_final_po.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-4407877518404611092</id><published>2009-07-09T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:29:40.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. my voice kinna broke when i woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;resulting me to lose my voice and sound freaking manly.&lt;br /&gt;then everyone in class shocked to hear my voice so very manly.&lt;br /&gt;and most of them start asking me what happened. some bullshit guys kept imitating my voice.&lt;br /&gt;zhen xing was like: cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;then i turn over hes like: nono. (then clears his throat and say my name more manly)&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;then vickrum kept saying hi to me.&lt;br /&gt;then i just wave back. he like: say hi.&lt;br /&gt;then he kept getting me to tell him the time all.&lt;br /&gt;he-bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then mother tongue, miss soo dint come cause she got this o level oral all.&lt;br /&gt;then she get a relief teacher. miss christine lim.&lt;br /&gt;she damn LOL one loh.&lt;br /&gt;miss soo gave the instruction that thats a test.&lt;br /&gt;then miss lim not quite sure how to read some of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;so she dint know it was a test.&lt;br /&gt;then the whole class managed to play along and say: is this paper. ah ahah.&lt;br /&gt;the she tell us to copy the ans quietly&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;like no integrity.&lt;br /&gt;but like i give a shit. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. blogger finally allow me to post picture. so yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhEI96FPI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FLTO_0Ump-s/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhEI96FPI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FLTO_0Ump-s/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356434793069942002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is with the finland ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Oskar and tuuli :D&lt;br /&gt;P.S ignore the height difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhLhoffMI/AAAAAAAAAds/R_TWNm1g-I4/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhLhoffMI/AAAAAAAAAds/R_TWNm1g-I4/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356434919950089410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one day, my mum decided to buy me island creamery ice cream for a change.&lt;br /&gt;now, im totally addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;thank god it aint that creamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhZx8YrvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/UZaoLAKJUUc/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhZx8YrvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/UZaoLAKJUUc/s320/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356435164846665458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is yesterday. when i got bored and decided to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-my-gosh.&lt;br /&gt;im going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4407877518404611092?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4407877518404611092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4407877518404611092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4407877518404611092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4407877518404611092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_5adSOoe13mo/SlXhEI96FPI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FLTO_0Ump-s/s72-c/DSC00056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-7203435002065512440</id><published>2009-07-07T15:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:36:45.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to be so perfect,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i know your worth it, your worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.carriesclassics.com/movies/picture-this/picture-this.jpg" src="http://www.carriesclassics.com/movies/picture-this/picture-this.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;omg today slack like hell! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;morning got 2 ppl from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;finland&lt;/span&gt; came, then im in-charge of taking pictures for the whole day. with sufi. then whole day never study.&lt;br /&gt;skip school, early recess, no chem test! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took alot of pictures. with the school camera of course =.=&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. snapped a few with my hp :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;came back watched Picture This.&lt;br /&gt;its oh-so-sweet!&lt;br /&gt;the ending is so gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;im so very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant upload pictures currently. idk why. so maybe another time.&lt;br /&gt;toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7203435002065512440?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7203435002065512440/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-6803606511685605319</id><published>2009-07-03T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:05:53.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay 3 days holiday!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully got more.&lt;br /&gt;my school got h1n1 case already sia.&lt;br /&gt;after recess everyone was like: why i not in that class.&lt;br /&gt;then i suggest we go into that class and walk one round. chances of getting h1n1 sure have at least abit one&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im joking bout this.&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;school like over reacting loh.&lt;br /&gt;dont allow their class to go recess, let them go home early. then sterilize their class like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, you-know-who, get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;everyone pray for you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today very random. freaking dropped my phone twice.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf @!^$%#@%$#&lt;br /&gt;first time still got cover second time my phone still slide and knock the door.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;hopefully when it spoils the warranty covers it :X&lt;br /&gt;so yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;my life aint that exciting.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh got one part thats at least exciting.&lt;br /&gt;today going through a math paper.&lt;br /&gt;im the only one in the class who got full marks for the last qns then wee wee took my paper to copy corrections on the board.&lt;br /&gt;since im super bored i kept irritating nazhifah.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking bout nigahiga's ipod human video.&lt;br /&gt;then i kept singing elvis song.&lt;br /&gt;then nazhifah said im like a very irritaing ipod human.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;then i kept saying :EEK&lt;br /&gt;every 3 seconds&lt;br /&gt;for like 45 mins+ she nearly died. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ELVIS is the sex currently.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so mamatektek. tektekmama. dont jealous cause u dont know how to enjoy lovey music.&lt;br /&gt;and that includes my voice.&lt;br /&gt;ROFLLLL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6803606511685605319?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6803606511685605319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6803606511685605319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6803606511685605319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6803606511685605319'/><link 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before on me today.&lt;br /&gt;i kept getting caught for sleeping in mr lim's class.&lt;br /&gt;then awhile mr lim say i stare at my shoe. awhile he say what am i doing with my nose?&lt;br /&gt;then for some reason the calvin's crappy group of ppl say i dig my freaking nose.&lt;br /&gt;hello. by resting your face down on ur arms means im digging my nose?&lt;br /&gt;and what? im digging my nose with my elbow.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;epic crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then math, suddenly the skin on my middle finger got hooked on my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it kept irritate me till i tore the skin off.&lt;br /&gt;then my middle finger kept bleeding. non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to ask nazhifah for plaster.&lt;br /&gt;she asked why.&lt;br /&gt;i showed her the almost full with  blood of tissue.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what crap she replied me?!&lt;br /&gt;she like: nice one. i also have!&lt;br /&gt;then she take out her red gel pen.&lt;br /&gt;im like!%@$$%$%^$#@%xzxzxzxzxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;my finger is bleeding and you thought it was a kind of practical joke.&lt;br /&gt;xzxzxzzxzxzxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;then i got pissed and gave my middle finger a squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;then the blood start flowing out.&lt;br /&gt;shocked nazhifah like crap.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked that math teacher if i can go to the washroom to wash away the blood.&lt;br /&gt;he dont allow. he say cause its just 15 mins aft recess.&lt;br /&gt;then i told him my middle finger is bleeding badly.&lt;br /&gt;guess what he told me.&lt;br /&gt;he freaking told me to stop pointing theat middle finger of mine so often.&lt;br /&gt;grrrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;i got my new phone some idk days ago.&lt;br /&gt;W980.&lt;br /&gt;8GB.&lt;br /&gt;i think i went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded 1 of elvis presley and ricky martin's album each.&lt;br /&gt;and guess where i saved my songs?&lt;br /&gt;in my freaking psp.&lt;br /&gt;epic man!&lt;br /&gt;and my phone stil freaking empty.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i might use some crappy plaster tmr.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-9152938396599305401?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/9152938396599305401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=9152938396599305401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/9152938396599305401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/9152938396599305401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-day-of-school-in-second-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-5223782775897108262</id><published>2009-06-26T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:57:23.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He laughed at my dreams,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i dream of his laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been watching movies these few days :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/101/303628551_c17e63ee49.jpg?v=0" alt="Click Movie Poster by SlayerX." title="" onload="show_notes_initially();" class="reflect" width="336" height="500" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.jonathankuehlein.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/jersey-girl.jpg" src="http://www.jonathankuehlein.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/jersey-girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.titletrakk.com/Images/movies-dvds/hotel-for-dogs-poster-300.jpg" src="http://www.titletrakk.com/Images/movies-dvds/hotel-for-dogs-poster-300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop being so addicted to movies :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school reopening in like 2 days ):&lt;br /&gt;some hwk still not finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mum gonna get me a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;shocked me when she told me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss my crappy phone man!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;this's my week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-5223782775897108262?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5223782775897108262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=5223782775897108262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5223782775897108262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5223782775897108262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-been-watching-movies-these-few.html' title='He laughed at my dreams,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-2839813622813464524</id><published>2009-06-22T17:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:01:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;PEOPLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;ME AND MY FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt; ARE &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;SELLING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHOCOLATES, TID-BITS AND JEWELRIES AT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;REPUBLIC POLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FROM 9AM TO 6PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE GO AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;SUPPORT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;PUSHCART NAMED&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;BROWNERIES&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RMB TO FIND THE PUSHCART NAMED&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;BROWNERIES&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND &lt;u&gt;BUY&lt;/u&gt; THINGS FROM US :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TOMORROW! 23/6/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RMB RMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2839813622813464524?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2839813622813464524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-8303302007503535259</id><published>2009-06-20T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:46:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a many splendored thing,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but for you and me, its nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! im blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;so, sleepover, the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun fun FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Wednesday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins came early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;really early.&lt;br /&gt;like 6+&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;so had breakfast with them. chat chat.&lt;br /&gt;use the comp to watch crappy stuffs :D&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/span&gt;. its niceeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.flmfree.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/drag-me-to-hell-movie-poster.jpg" src="http://www.flmfree.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/drag-me-to-hell-movie-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at republic poly.&lt;br /&gt;went to fetch madeline first.&lt;br /&gt;then went republic poly to eat.&lt;br /&gt;everyone ate western food :D&lt;br /&gt;then crap alot.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;georgina said sunday is then father's day.&lt;br /&gt;i insist its on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;then we laid a bet.&lt;br /&gt;who ever lose have to eat those boring yellow nuts.&lt;br /&gt;ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we started arguing.&lt;br /&gt;ite madeline was the canter person.&lt;br /&gt;she called meiling to double confirm.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;ite, i lost -.-&lt;br /&gt;( but i dint eat those yellow nuts :x )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home,&lt;br /&gt;madeline gave celia her 2.5 hours of tuition,&lt;br /&gt;me, ixora and georgina went to games room to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;went sembawang park there.&lt;br /&gt;played swing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;madeline took a very retarded video of me on the swing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then i think its celia who suggested to bury madeline's leg.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;after burrying up to almost her knees, we found a coke can and put it at the top of the lump of sand.&lt;br /&gt;madeline got the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt; quick quick upload!&lt;br /&gt;oh. then ixora came up with a very smart idea.&lt;br /&gt;she kept immitating me.&lt;br /&gt;my every single actions and word that i said.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i kept laughing till i fell.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then we kept changing.&lt;br /&gt;awhile immitate madeline, celia, georgina and even daddy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but immitating ixora is the funniest part.&lt;br /&gt;she keep walking retarded-ly.&lt;br /&gt;and we have to do the same too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, played cards.&lt;br /&gt;all kind of card games.&lt;br /&gt;georgina showed us magic trick.&lt;br /&gt;got one she say she can read our mind.&lt;br /&gt;then i kept insisting that there is a formular.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then she do the trick over and over again for almost 10 over times?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thursday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9. which is very early considering the time that we slept.&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;then watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried watching it.&lt;br /&gt;love the soundtrack =O&lt;br /&gt;after movie, studied. ( cause georgina insist that we study everyday) haha&lt;br /&gt;1.5 hour later went to sembawang shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;shopped, then went to the wet playground upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;played.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, played cards again&lt;br /&gt;dad read out a chinese book about face reading and all.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;read till like 2 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;everone went to sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;except for me and georgina.&lt;br /&gt;we kept talking till 5.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://driedroses.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/moulin-rouge.jpg" src="http://driedroses.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/moulin-rouge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;everyone woke up at 11&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;freaking tired&lt;br /&gt;went to buy brownies :D&lt;br /&gt;ate chocolates like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;watched aquamarine and epic movie.&lt;br /&gt;epic movie is very darn crap.&lt;br /&gt;darn funny&lt;br /&gt;then cousins went home at 7+&lt;br /&gt;how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/epic_movie.jpg" src="http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/epic_movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b181/gamingfreak76/aquamarine-poster01.jpg" alt="Aquamarine 2006" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Saturday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did househole chores the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;watch daddy daycare. niceee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://imagecache5.art.com/p/LRG/8/837/L4IY000Z/daddy-day-care.jpg" src="http://imagecache5.art.com/p/LRG/8/837/L4IY000Z/daddy-day-care.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. long post. with many movies.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8303302007503535259?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8303302007503535259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8303302007503535259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8303302007503535259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8303302007503535259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-many-splendored-thing.html' title='Love is a many splendored thing,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-2069121578966821487</id><published>2009-06-16T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:11:05.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can we go back to the days our love was strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont be posting for the next 3-4 days.&lt;br /&gt;cousins coming to my house for 3 days 2 nights sleepover! =O&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;always we go. finally they coming :D&lt;br /&gt;gonna swim everyday. and be tanned ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;rough update on the week.&lt;br /&gt;madeline came almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was funfunFUN!&lt;br /&gt;snatched over a packet of M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;for more information, read her blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; madeline suppose to tutor me in chem and phy.&lt;br /&gt;now shes my sister tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;who wanna tutor me? $5 per hour.&lt;br /&gt;text or call :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2069121578966821487?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2069121578966821487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=2069121578966821487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2069121578966821487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2069121578966821487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/wont-be-posting-for-next-3-4-days.html' title='can we go back to the days our love was strong'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6039706415099270329</id><published>2009-06-13T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:08:08.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss your smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i still shead a tear every once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e68/owl4ever/starmometer2/its_a_boy_girl_thing.jpg" alt="it's a boy girl thing" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i haven been posting for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;and my blog is dying.&lt;br /&gt;alrights. i shall at least post something everyday. i think&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday madeline came back from chalet.&lt;br /&gt;came over to my house to slack.&lt;br /&gt;guess who we saw.&lt;br /&gt;bugs bunny! =O&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;she went home for her second/third round of bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its a boy girl thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its so good man.&lt;br /&gt;alrights. dad watching maroon 5 concert.&lt;br /&gt;shall join him.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i have not done my homework.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s i need a tan. looking fugly now.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s what does p.s mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6039706415099270329?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6039706415099270329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6039706415099270329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6039706415099270329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6039706415099270329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-my-gosh.html' title='i miss your smile'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e68/owl4ever/starmometer2/th_its_a_boy_girl_thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-8690550594993085735</id><published>2009-06-08T21:01:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:49:59.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can still remember yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;We were so in love in a special way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy im finally here to post.&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; tell me to post :P&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend! dedicated to you leh. honoured?&lt;br /&gt;i cant really rmb the days, so i will just update randomly.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;this week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;went for wedding dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went bugis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;craped with madeline alot. ( as usual )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i think thats it.&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my dad's friend, daughter's wedding on... i cant rmb when.&lt;br /&gt;so, like every wedding.&lt;br /&gt;all we do i ate.&lt;br /&gt;but i like the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;went to The Fullerton hotel.&lt;br /&gt;they booked the whole ballroom.&lt;br /&gt;the whole place very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;even the toilet is more posh than my house T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis with madeline and sophia and parents on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;at first madeline came over to my house to crap.&lt;br /&gt;then she needa go shing siong to buy her chalet bbq food.&lt;br /&gt;then last min dad say later going bugis.&lt;br /&gt;then asked madeline along..&lt;br /&gt;went to shing siong with her.&lt;br /&gt;went there saw sophia and wai ean.&lt;br /&gt;they went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i just stare and drink.&lt;br /&gt;then 2. they met sharul.&lt;br /&gt;brought the bbq stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;madeline brought the kinderbureno egg for me, sophia and sharul.&lt;br /&gt;oh. asked sophia to come with us to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;then waited outside the enterance near shing siong.&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched us to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;mum had to accompany someone to do medical checkup.&lt;br /&gt;then dad drop me, madeline and sophia at the enterance of BHG&lt;br /&gt;that day was like BHG 40th anni&lt;br /&gt;no credit card cannot go in.&lt;br /&gt;so we cut through topshop.&lt;br /&gt;the topshop door very special.&lt;br /&gt;sophia manage to go into the shop before the door close.&lt;br /&gt;then me and madeline cant go in.&lt;br /&gt;then we dint know that the door is those press a button to open one.&lt;br /&gt;then we just stand outside the door. cause we thought it was some automatic door.&lt;br /&gt;then everyone just stare at us.&lt;br /&gt;me and madeline just stare at the door.&lt;br /&gt;causing a human jam&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after awhile went to bugis street to shop.&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;went to one shop i love alot.&lt;br /&gt;the ones selling all the bitchy shirts =O&lt;br /&gt;spent quite some time there.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;took neo-print.&lt;br /&gt;dont have scanner. cant scan the pictures in.&lt;br /&gt;then sophia asked me if there is Mango here.&lt;br /&gt;cause im abit hungry my first reply was : eat one ah?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then madeline and sophia laugh like hell like that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then like 6+ mum called me over to BHG say want buy me shoes.&lt;br /&gt;then madeline and sophia went home.&lt;br /&gt;spent $300++ on shoes =O&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but its okayy dad say i like it can already LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and come very random pictures from the wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0R187srOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/D2qylxQjxpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0R187srOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/D2qylxQjxpQ/s200/IMG_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344947951345904866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0S-GTo-8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/JiVMU0B7I3I/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0S-GTo-8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/JiVMU0B7I3I/s200/IMG_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344949190812826562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TDB9iTyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/aiCTxfZnJ_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TDB9iTyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/aiCTxfZnJ_Y/s200/IMG_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344949275545718562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TNOcJfBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/8Ul1wBKLCfg/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TNOcJfBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/8Ul1wBKLCfg/s200/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344949450694032402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TQj4QyJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ot5bDO-HR4A/s1600-h/IMG_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TQj4QyJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ot5bDO-HR4A/s200/IMG_0608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344949507988703378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TUm58J-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/yCpM0NbLDG8/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0TUm58J-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/yCpM0NbLDG8/s200/IMG_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344949577520523234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant rmb if i posted the day the EEP students went to republic poly for whole day course.&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i dint update some picture! =O&lt;br /&gt;so here they are! p.s grabbed then from nazi blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_tlOJ25ZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/7dxfivAi1ys/s1600-h/DSC01139.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248906795083154" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_tlOJ25ZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/7dxfivAi1ys/s320/DSC01139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_tk8qoWTI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ezGFO4o0mfU/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248902100703538" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_tk8qoWTI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ezGFO4o0mfU/s320/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_szF335oI/AAAAAAAAAtI/uyoRWDT-4Ug/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341248045578708610" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_szF335oI/AAAAAAAAAtI/uyoRWDT-4Ug/s320/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_t_3VdHNI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MxcdxAu4HUo/s1600-h/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341249364526177490" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_t_3VdHNI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MxcdxAu4HUo/s320/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_uAM3CAhI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Sh27G3okugE/s1600-h/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341249370304152082" style="width: 256px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_uAM3CAhI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Sh27G3okugE/s320/DSC01149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_ujvo3LyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/vz0Y_n4qjL4/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341249980935384866" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_ujvo3LyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/vz0Y_n4qjL4/s320/DSC01146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my very pretty handwritting :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_vQMftboI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/OjyKHgD2E9Y/s1600-h/DSC01155.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341250744595869314" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_vQMftboI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/OjyKHgD2E9Y/s320/DSC01155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ishaq tiny hand :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_vrjcvrrI/AAAAAAAAAug/KHWOzMQA1AY/s1600-h/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341251214613917362" style="width: 256px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/Sh_vrjcvrrI/AAAAAAAAAug/KHWOzMQA1AY/s320/DSC01151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played pool with ishaq all.&lt;br /&gt;then he suggested cheating.&lt;br /&gt;catch before the ball drop down the hole&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;oh wait...&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i posted this before =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8690550594993085735?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8690550594993085735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8690550594993085735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8690550594993085735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8690550594993085735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-can-still-remember-yesterday.html' title='I can still remember yesterday'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_5adSOoe13mo/Si0R187srOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/D2qylxQjxpQ/s72-c/IMG_0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-8454328498598113207</id><published>2009-06-02T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:21:18.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You speak to my heart,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but its such a shame that we're worlds apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been watching some commercial recently.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that heineken commercial darn successful.&lt;br /&gt;the recent one was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1ZZreXEqSY&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/S1ZZreXEqSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;br /&gt;last time there was this too.&lt;br /&gt;cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZbfGLbTKyw&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/xZbfGLbTKyw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;spent my whole day with madeline and eddy.&lt;br /&gt;go to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; www.crapsofmadthia.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; blog to read :D&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna retype all again.&lt;br /&gt;dont see the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8454328498598113207?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8454328498598113207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8454328498598113207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8454328498598113207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8454328498598113207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-been-watching-some-commercial.html' title='You speak to my heart,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3297405954896037552</id><published>2009-05-31T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:42:30.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby you showed me what living is for,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and i dont wanna hide it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.webwombat.com.au/entertainment/movies/images/trailer-ghosts-of-girlfriends-past.jpg" src="http://www.webwombat.com.au/entertainment/movies/images/trailer-ghosts-of-girlfriends-past.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch &lt;strong&gt;ghost of girlfriends past&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its super super super awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been going to the gym since friday.&lt;br /&gt;after gym swimming :D&lt;br /&gt;trying to maintaning that habit.&lt;br /&gt;so instead of becomeing fat during the holidays, i work harder! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i got nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;bye peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited.&lt;br /&gt;changed song.&lt;br /&gt;remember the lyrics?&lt;br /&gt;remember what you once said?&lt;br /&gt;oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding.&lt;br /&gt;seesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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for,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-5373625686803341996</id><published>2009-05-29T19:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:17:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder what its like to have it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and to never be afraid that I would fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2601240224&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=d254cc5d921b397aeccf221294dd73a9&amp;amp;position=2&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" href="http://fb.rockyou.com/events/track.php?event=fb-wall-viewall-viewthumb&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fapps.facebook.com%2Fsuperwall%2Fview.php%3Fid%3D6989316613%26owner_id%3D774133584"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.facebook.com/www.new/app_full_proxy.php?app=2601240224&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=e945c2375e8f42787542fba41a3e6bce&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fapps.rockyou.com%2Fimages%2Ffacebook%2Fapps%2Fsuperwall%2F2009_03_09_father.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;im gonna start putting at least a picture on every post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the parents.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;early morning got scolded my mum. for idk what too.&lt;br /&gt;went to school with dad to meet the teacher and get back report book.&lt;br /&gt;went there.&lt;br /&gt;dad dunno whats wrong keep raising his voice.&lt;br /&gt;asked miss tan some ans, she cant really give him an answer cause shes still a new teacher.&lt;br /&gt;ite, called mdm rekha over.&lt;br /&gt;then asked asked asked.&lt;br /&gt;somehow everything shoot back to me.&lt;br /&gt;ask what i want.&lt;br /&gt;how to answer siol.&lt;br /&gt;then everyone seemed to grill me.&lt;br /&gt;sth very ps happened.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. tio fucked my parents.&lt;br /&gt;fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;pissed. dint went for lunch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madeline came over to tutor me :D&lt;br /&gt;tutor for awhile went to the minimart to buy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;brought doritos,super ring with vanilla coke :D&lt;br /&gt;then went back my house eat eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;rest elaborate more at our blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;walked waited outside the gate with madeline for her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and poof*&lt;br /&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited.&lt;br /&gt;and i want a DSLR camera.&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions or advice anyone?&lt;br /&gt;plus plus plus a fucking E75 or N97! =O&lt;span id="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mobilewhack.com/wp-content/images/2009/02/nokia-e75-expansys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-25128" title="nokia-e75-expansys" height="362" alt="" src="http://www.mobilewhack.com/wp-content/images/2009/02/nokia-e75-expansys.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.prlog.org/10185427-nokia-n97-review.jpg" src="http://www.prlog.org/10185427-nokia-n97-review.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theses phone so fucking nice cans!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;=O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-5373625686803341996?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5373625686803341996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=5373625686803341996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5373625686803341996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5373625686803341996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wonder-what-its-like-to-have-it-all.html' title='I wonder what its like to have it all'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6796248704437034964</id><published>2009-05-27T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:01:18.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up this morning and played a song,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and through my tears, i sang along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint go school.&lt;br /&gt;cause got the EEP course at republic poly.&lt;br /&gt;morning went to RP with nazhifah, kaiquan and firdaus.&lt;br /&gt;firdaus was the one living cloest to the school and yet he was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then skip skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;course start&lt;br /&gt;then skip skip skip again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got break! :D&lt;br /&gt;first break went to the library and check out.&lt;br /&gt;got pool table siol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back course.&lt;br /&gt;skip skip skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second break! :D&lt;br /&gt;ate with ishaq, nazi and tuhin.&lt;br /&gt;after eating went library to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;ppl say i not bad siol.&lt;br /&gt;so darn long nvr play le.&lt;br /&gt;ishaq was darn smart la.&lt;br /&gt;hes like ask ppl to put the hands in to hole dont let the ball fall in.&lt;br /&gt;then can play non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then play halfway mr lim saw us.&lt;br /&gt;then he joined in. he say dont play cheat cause we wearing uniform.&lt;br /&gt;so he treated us a few games.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then break end.&lt;br /&gt;skip skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course end.&lt;br /&gt;went to play pool with ishaq tuhin and mr lim again&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;played 2 games i think.&lt;br /&gt;then we saw those RP student playing pool cheating too&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;only mr lim that pure :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Chem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher went through the paper.&lt;br /&gt;apprently, only a few ppl find the paper difficult.&lt;br /&gt;and sadly, im one of them :(&lt;br /&gt;teacher says the paper considered  very easy.&lt;br /&gt;think have to go back for extra lessons during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher nvr come.&lt;br /&gt;got some exam paper to do.&lt;br /&gt;dint do. fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ate with nazhifah.&lt;br /&gt;nth exciting happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went cwp to walk with madeline.&lt;br /&gt;then, the rest go see our blog larhs.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to retype everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back school for PET rocket :D&lt;br /&gt;fun lehs.&lt;br /&gt;second time when shoot the rocket, whole body went as in WET wet.&lt;br /&gt;then amirah keep saying that i pee-ed in my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to change my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;but apprently my short looks more misleading.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;After PET rocket&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;went home with aliah.&lt;br /&gt;and here i am! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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song,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6614165890469745768</id><published>2009-05-25T16:11:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:20:20.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It turned colder , that's where it ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but he told me, we still be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a very shocking day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SHOCKING&lt;/span&gt;. as in shocking shocking i tell you =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my results are shocking.&lt;br /&gt;though i expected most to fail.&lt;br /&gt;but it ain't that bad :x&lt;br /&gt;im more of regretful.&lt;br /&gt;some papers just 1 to 2 more marks then i pass.&lt;br /&gt;shoot!&lt;br /&gt;though i did better than some people in my class.&lt;br /&gt;i think im quite contented =O&lt;br /&gt;though my dad say : never be contented with what you have.&lt;br /&gt;so, im not contented.&lt;br /&gt;*shugs.*  idk what am i talking bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, why is so many ppl asking me along to celebrate our failures?&lt;br /&gt;what do i look like? a failure? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;After School,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told dad my results.&lt;br /&gt;its better for him to know now than on meet the parents day.&lt;br /&gt;later he start screaming at me in front of the teachers or whatever sort.&lt;br /&gt;was expecting him to swear his ass off at me or even whack my or so on.&lt;br /&gt;ite, he just nag nag nag.&lt;br /&gt;and only for half and hour! =O&lt;br /&gt;don't know what possessed him :x&lt;br /&gt;thats another shocking news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched grease with sister.&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome. though the quality sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but what can you expect.&lt;br /&gt;i have been watching the same disc ever since im p3?&lt;br /&gt;gosh! so antique&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to the show and songs again.&lt;br /&gt;elvis presley, bee gees&lt;br /&gt;whooh.&lt;br /&gt;their way of dressing is so darn cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;i totally looooooove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to post some of those pictures taken on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin carnival at ACS international.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;guess who i saw?&lt;br /&gt;mr kok! =O&lt;br /&gt;went by to say hello :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;he said his daughter study there man!&lt;br /&gt;rich asses! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway pictures!&lt;br /&gt;btw i dont have most of them, so mostly its those that i campwhored.&lt;br /&gt;cause i sprayed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;first time a foriegn colour on my head, so went a little nuts bout them&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, if you dont like my face, i suggest you stop scrolling down :D&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be all of my faces :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/DCIM/106CANON/IMG_0676.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Shpb8OaAfqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r0oRZB4Tqc8/s1600-h/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShpdPE5NNoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ORE2jX7IgQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShpdPE5NNoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ORE2jX7IgQ0/s200/IMG_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339682821794248322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShpdYO1PojI/AAAAAAAAAac/ovc5NTGo4xo/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShpdYO1PojI/AAAAAAAAAac/ovc5NTGo4xo/s200/IMG_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339682979080806962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a milk chocolate cookie :D&lt;br /&gt;it taste as good as it looks man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s. i know its crazy to post so many pictures at one go.&lt;br /&gt;but im just too lazy to keep them in my computer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and and and pictures taken on the day itself will be uploaded once i got the pictures :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6614165890469745768?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6614165890469745768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6614165890469745768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6614165890469745768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6614165890469745768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-very-shocking-day-shocking.html' title='It turned colder , that&apos;s where it ends'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Shpb8OaAfqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r0oRZB4Tqc8/s72-c/IMG_0640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-3606433561333916364</id><published>2009-05-22T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:51:25.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After all that we have been through,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It all comes down to me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;overslept again.&lt;br /&gt;madeline gave wake up call. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;so did the e-learning crap.&lt;br /&gt;on and on.&lt;br /&gt;dint finish it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had crappy cca.&lt;br /&gt;met madeline in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;CCA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played sherrade (idk how to spell) xP&lt;br /&gt;me and madeline like the most hyper ones there la.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow shout.&lt;br /&gt;got one, madeline was like pointing at her eyes and then at my shoe.&lt;br /&gt;in like : EYES! SHOE! YOU LOOKING AT MY SHOE!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;ite, its the colour of my sole -.-&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;After CCA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went civic for mac.&lt;br /&gt;then went cwp walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;like walk halfway, the fire alarm rang.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like continue shopping like nobody's business like that.&lt;br /&gt;then me and madeline kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;can't remember why too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then madeline was like : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the safest thing to do is to follow the security guard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we followed -.-&lt;br /&gt;then like outside mini toons then we realised there are a few more security guards running &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;towards the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;im like: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;follow the security guard towards the fire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then we keep cannot make up our minds to continue to follow the security guards or towalk away from them.&lt;br /&gt;so we just continue to walk like nobody's business and kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing like ajoke like that&lt;br /&gt;we like walked to and fro mini toons like 4 to 5 times?&lt;br /&gt;just to decide to follow the security guards or not&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya idk who updated the 2/1 blog.&lt;br /&gt;found those pictures awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx4XRqtc1GU/ShZSHBs3u_I/AAAAAAAAApg/gHITWCRGV3Q/s1600-h/DSCN0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338544688963501042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx4XRqtc1GU/ShZSHBs3u_I/AAAAAAAAApg/gHITWCRGV3Q/s400/DSCN0605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those were the day when we were all young and cute xD&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3606433561333916364?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3606433561333916364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3606433561333916364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3606433561333916364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3606433561333916364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-all-that-we-have-been-through.html' title='After all that we have been through,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_Mx4XRqtc1GU/ShZSHBs3u_I/AAAAAAAAApg/gHITWCRGV3Q/s72-c/DSCN0605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-7752064067669144373</id><published>2009-05-21T12:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:54:16.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every memory repeats,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every step I take retreats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinna over-slept for the e-learning shit this morning.&lt;br /&gt;dint know till madaline called me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do do do.&lt;br /&gt;i dont see for what we do la.&lt;br /&gt;we can do twice. the most first time submit the answers, then check.&lt;br /&gt;copy the answers and do again -.-&lt;br /&gt;i only found out i can do that when i did my chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;first attempt all wrong. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;second, full marks &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nazifah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; uploaded the pictures on sunday a.math extra lesson thingy.&lt;br /&gt;idk how to put it :P&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTHB0wCcwI/AAAAAAAAApw/iXlQZHuBTsE/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338110292494807810" style="width: 256px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTHB0wCcwI/AAAAAAAAApw/iXlQZHuBTsE/s320/DSC01095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his hat is like darn disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;and he said he purchased it for like $199+&lt;br /&gt;wtf. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;im really bored. so might as well post those pictures tha nazi posted.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH_BYKALI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EGIoR_UawGQ/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-sFBi6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PJJIyF_nJZ4/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338111338138930082" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-sFBi6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PJJIyF_nJZ4/s320/DSC01092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;amirah HUGEEEEEE eraser.&lt;br /&gt;really huge i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;dont believe, see this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH_BYKALI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EGIoR_UawGQ/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338111343856320690" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH_BYKALI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EGIoR_UawGQ/s320/DSC01094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;see! its bigger than my head! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then nazhifah's random pictures time.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-lY40TI/AAAAAAAAAqI/cQOpNPYtoOI/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338111336343195954" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-lY40TI/AAAAAAAAAqI/cQOpNPYtoOI/s320/DSC01089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-ajebKI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eJzZFxXBAHE/s1600-h/DSC01088.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338111333434813602" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-ajebKI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eJzZFxXBAHE/s320/DSC01088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-ajebKI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eJzZFxXBAHE/s1600-h/DSC01088.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-NZ70DI/AAAAAAAAAp4/X7VwQaJqu-s/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338111329905135666" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-NZ70DI/AAAAAAAAAp4/X7VwQaJqu-s/s320/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTH-NZ70DI/AAAAAAAAAp4/X7VwQaJqu-s/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTIqyHbDXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/cWcVW4M38Cg/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338112095673847154" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTIqyHbDXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/cWcVW4M38Cg/s320/DSC01097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mr rizal teach, the rest went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;went home with sister.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sports carnival.&lt;br /&gt;darm boring. dont have that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;stupid nazhifah record my totally wonderful singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i dint know till she told me larhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;no wonder she keep say : eh sing lehs very bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;no wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;GOT MOTIVE ONE D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;garh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then zhen xing owe me things dont want give D:&lt;br /&gt;then i hit him, he start counting again.&lt;br /&gt;end up kicking him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then chase chase chase. scream scream scream.&lt;br /&gt;somehow vikrum came into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;after like what it seemed like forever,&lt;br /&gt;i dont want run already.&lt;br /&gt;hide at the classroom door. wait for zhen xing to come to open.&lt;br /&gt;somehow!&lt;br /&gt;some sabo kia. scream-warn zhen xing and vikrum that im there.&lt;br /&gt;so i poped out. chase again&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;fuckers~&lt;br /&gt;zhen xing still owe me! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;After School,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after school, went pizzahut with madeline.&lt;br /&gt;eat and laugh non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;darn funny larhs.&lt;br /&gt;after eating went for a walk for out food to digest.&lt;br /&gt;walk around cwp for like 4 to 5 times?&lt;br /&gt;then we went kiddy palace, saw 2 sec 1's looking at barbie dolls.&lt;br /&gt;after walking 4 round like that, we went back kiddy palace, they are still there! =O&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;we're like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;so long. almost 1 hour +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then madaline went inside kiddy palace play with the guns.LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madaline was like, take the gun and at me.&lt;br /&gt;pew pew pew.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked every level larh.&lt;br /&gt;then realised we dint go cold storage.&lt;br /&gt;we like walk in,then got some aunties giveing out free samples of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;i said i dont want, then she forced one onto my hand.&lt;br /&gt;then i just take and said : orh thanks.&lt;br /&gt;then i walked away!&lt;br /&gt;LOL! then madaline was like laughing. cause she saw the auntie face.&lt;br /&gt;cause they expect me to buy the cocolates after sampling. then i just walk away&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;retarded larhs.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg idk how to explain it larh. but its darn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7752064067669144373?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7752064067669144373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7752064067669144373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7752064067669144373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7752064067669144373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-memory-repeats.html' title='Every memory repeats,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_ybgW790PWJ0/ShTHB0wCcwI/AAAAAAAAApw/iXlQZHuBTsE/s72-c/DSC01095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-1795624518518665897</id><published>2009-05-19T12:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:55:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time i was falling in love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but now im only falling apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShI6NOss9FI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eyrW7NoslCM/s1600-h/PerfectStrangerMoviePoster325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337392507345761362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 270px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShI6NOss9FI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eyrW7NoslCM/s400/PerfectStrangerMoviePoster325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched perfect strangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darn awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should give that movie a go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw the nothing-to-do days are killing me D:&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/5301113206782568198-1795624518518665897?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1795624518518665897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1795624518518665897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1795624518518665897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1795624518518665897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-upon-time-i-was-falling-in-love.html' title='once upon a time i was falling in love,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ShI6NOss9FI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eyrW7NoslCM/s72-c/PerfectStrangerMoviePoster325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-2956135886985122625</id><published>2009-05-18T15:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:23:05.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do stars fall down from the sky,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime your near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:190%;" &gt;YAY. TODAY IS OFFICIALLY THE LAST DAY OF MID-YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think im happy though.&lt;br /&gt;surely have to study study at home.&lt;br /&gt;then mum knew todays my last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes like : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;today last paper already right? how was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like : &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;not good. but i think i will only fail my maths and science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes like: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;oh. okay not bad. at least better than last term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; eh no. i meant maths and science leans a.math, e.math physcs and chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes like: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;=O *shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but i think i roughly might do better than last term. i think. hope? erm wish.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i got no confidence man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last exam.&lt;br /&gt;alos the suckiest one.&lt;br /&gt;its like fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even understand wtf the qns is saying.&lt;br /&gt;and to add on im like having a cold, fever and terrible stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting cold.&lt;br /&gt;as in freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that im sitting directly below the air-con.&lt;br /&gt;my papers and fringe can swing with the wind of the air-con la.&lt;br /&gt;thats how cold it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Exam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after exam immediately left school. alone.&lt;br /&gt;everyone happen to have meeting -.-&lt;br /&gt;went out. saw madeline and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chat chat. then her bus came. so she go with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;i went library to return my sister's books.&lt;br /&gt;going back to interchange saw madaline again!  =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to mos with then.&lt;br /&gt;for breakfast? lunch?&lt;br /&gt;it was like 10.30 ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, went mos.&lt;br /&gt;saw xinyi working there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then madaline kachiao kachiao (disturb/irritate) her.&lt;br /&gt;then we chat chat laugh laugh blah blah&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Currently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapping with madaline now.&lt;br /&gt;haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;btw, im so not used for having nth to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2956135886985122625?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2956135886985122625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=2956135886985122625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2956135886985122625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2956135886985122625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-stars-fall-down-from-sky.html' title='Why do stars fall down from the sky,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-115326366541935890</id><published>2009-05-17T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:24:00.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of you still stays with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though your already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored to continue studying already.&lt;br /&gt;numbers, formulas, blah blah&lt;br /&gt;everything suck in my head already.&lt;br /&gt;so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;grah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went library cause nazhifah said mr rizal will be there?&lt;br /&gt;so went.&lt;br /&gt;and mr rizal is like late -.-&lt;br /&gt;2.45 then sms amirah saying he just woke up&lt;br /&gt;wow man wow -.-&lt;br /&gt;so blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;nazhifah took picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;its like darn LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shall post once i get it.&lt;br /&gt;nazhifah send send SEND =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;then went home with sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring day i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i found a quiz in hsien nan blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALIAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you love this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sure. shes my lesbian partner :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person ever your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;think so. but thats like sec 1? we are all grown up :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you hug this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah sure. les partner mahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; BEL&lt;/span&gt; ( isabel? ) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1) What do you think of this person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;friendly, funny. but darn hyper at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Every dance with her? where? why?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. no. no. that would be... lesbian-iny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CYNTHIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you think fo this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;totally awesome :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where does this person live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) How old is he/she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sweet 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DERRICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) How long have you know him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sure. i love all of my friends :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you hate this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. i dont hate. i think :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you met his/her parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;her mum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Worst think bout this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;very unpredictable and irritating :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Best think bout this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;totally fun person to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) Have you ever dated this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. eew no. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When is the next time you will see him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk. when im very unlucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you go to school with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. never will also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GEORGINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) Have you hear this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dont think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is his/her pet name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk. ppl dont name their fishes i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Will he/she repost this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dont think so. she dont blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HSIEN NAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) What grade is he/she in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;grade 9? same as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is he/she your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. we always fight since like... primary school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever done something illegal with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i always abuse him. LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IZHAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) What is this person favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you meet this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I used to call him ah wang when im sec1 :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever done something illegal with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUN KIAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Any sibilings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk. i think a sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you know his/her favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What will you say is he/she confessed if he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i give this face : -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KIM SIONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) how old are you when you first met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like him/her as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeah my kor lehs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you go to Disney Wold with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;if hes willing to pay. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LENON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person older than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) How many times do you talk to him in a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i scream almost everytime i have the chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MADELINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you two first met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What's his/her pet name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever dance with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. but i think i can imagine it. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NAZHIFAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you two first met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;13! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i LOVE her! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever done something illegal with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;its between us two.... =O LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OBAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you related?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Could you live with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. but i wish i could =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What school do they go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PRASSANNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever been to the mall with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How bout a sleepover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. later she catch me for snoring. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Does this person have a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yes. POLISH-ER :x LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QU ZHEN XING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you related?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;classmates. and a person who owe me alot of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Whats's his or her pet's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk. alex? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if he/she confessed to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i will be like : fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RAHAYU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah. i think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Will he/she repost this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When does this person look best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SYAHIRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person taller than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i hope not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you enjoy spending time with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fav junior too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What grade is this person in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;JC 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sure. i love all my friends :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do he/she live close to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kinna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UMBRELLA&lt;/span&gt;.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;1) What is this person favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you love this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. i love the rain more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do he/ she live close to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah. he live beside my shoe rack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VIKRUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is this person favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How do you meet this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;classmates since sec 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you trust him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no. i dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WILREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person loud or quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;loud. darn loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you seen this person dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah. i've seen him doing a moonwalk. ( which is not even close ) :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What colour eyes does this person have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cock colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; XIN YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old have you met this friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;since erm. p6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Whats his/her pet name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When does this person look best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk too. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YUSUF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sec 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What do you think of this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;always spit at me -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ZUBAIDAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Does this person have MSN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is his/her favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When did you last se this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;during recess at idk when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. i typed everything by hand&lt;br /&gt;and people who sees this please repost! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-115326366541935890?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115326366541935890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=115326366541935890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/115326366541935890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/115326366541935890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-bored-to-continue-studying.html' title='Part of you still stays with me'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6644694237124653277</id><published>2009-05-15T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:24:33.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You said move on,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where do i go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not been blogging for DAYS! =O&lt;br /&gt;past few days got mid year.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;dont like exams.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, i dont like using my brains -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday.&lt;br /&gt;mug a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths paper 1 and social studies&lt;br /&gt;garh.&lt;br /&gt;social studies got one chapter i never study.&lt;br /&gt;11 marks leh! T.T&lt;br /&gt;* heart shattered *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry and geography.&lt;br /&gt;geography okay okay only lorh.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry hard like hell larhs&lt;br /&gt;like so freaking hard.&lt;br /&gt;comfirm fail.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths paper 2&lt;br /&gt;some people say its hard.&lt;br /&gt;i find it easy leh =O&lt;br /&gt;die!&lt;br /&gt;actually its unbelievable lah&lt;br /&gt;never listen to class still find paper easy.&lt;br /&gt;shit. im nervous now!&lt;br /&gt;+.+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics and POA.&lt;br /&gt;physics also darn hard.&lt;br /&gt;POA okay okay only&lt;br /&gt;but the trading, profit and loss i do half only T.T&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;darn lots of careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;next monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths.&lt;br /&gt;sure flunk one.&lt;br /&gt;unless some miracle happen.&lt;br /&gt;which never will.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to bring calculator.&lt;br /&gt;nice one cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;POA no calculator.&lt;br /&gt;luckily POA is the second paper.&lt;br /&gt;so went around asking for calculators during break.&lt;br /&gt;somehow only one person lent me -.-&lt;br /&gt;all also need to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANKS AGAIN DERICK! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saved my paper man!&lt;br /&gt;or else i last in POA again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;then sth very retarded happened.&lt;br /&gt;after POA exam, find derrick to return his calculator.&lt;br /&gt;returned already. walked down the stairs with nazhifah.&lt;br /&gt;then somehow i slipped. ended up &lt;strong&gt;rolling down the stairs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;twisted my ankle =.=&lt;br /&gt;fuck. now im like walking like a duck.&lt;br /&gt;luckily dad fetched me.&lt;br /&gt;or else i had to hop all the way home? WTF!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my ankel recover this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;or else next week sports carnival cannot play :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 MAY MEET THE BLOODY PARENTS.&lt;br /&gt;im scared x.x&lt;br /&gt;both of my results and what the teachers is gonna rant bout me =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway found a video of how typical philipinos talk&lt;br /&gt;darn hilarous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LWwgjYl5dE&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/3LWwgjYl5dE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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' 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on,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6175541020285197068</id><published>2009-05-04T17:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:56:39.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is all we have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its up to me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;here to post again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;tmr's the first day of mid year, what am i doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;im very sick of studying already man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;so many things i have not catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;and im very scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;omg yes. im very scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;yet, i dont really feel the stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;as compared to last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;so many ppl falling sick recently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;soon its my turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;or perhaps, its already my turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;oh so, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;random update of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;brought bread to school :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nutella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;its oh-so-awesome till nazhifah want half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;then of course i kindly gave her half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;then shes like complaining that the chocolate is so-very thick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i like thick stuffs what, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i love the rich taste of chocolate in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;shes like, its so thick that i cant taste the bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;thats the whole point sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;its wholemeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;who wanna taste that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;then blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;stay back for english extra lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;after school, wait for nazhifah to clean the classroom with the classcomms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;oh one thing thats freaking funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;classcomms&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;staying back&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; clear&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;rubbish bins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;that totally hilarious la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;so, while waiting, went toilet to find aliah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;then she asked me if i wanna go canteen with her, im like : nahs later i missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;then aliah imitate me sarcastically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;thn while she opening the door to the staircase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;boom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;he and his friends walked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and i think they heard me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway, i dint really say who it is (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i just cant seem to run away from embarrassments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;blah la la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;I really love him cause he's everything I want .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;He's always there for me, cares for me , loves me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;So why did he leave me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6175541020285197068?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6175541020285197068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6175541020285197068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6175541020285197068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6175541020285197068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/05/try.html' title='Try.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7388988164388642726</id><published>2009-04-30T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:11:52.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And even though its different now,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;your still here somehow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wooh. here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;for the next few weeks! (:&lt;br /&gt;gonna mia from blogger.&lt;br /&gt;so dont bother to come till after exams.&lt;br /&gt;unless of course, ur here to click on my ads :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont think anything exciting happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so yeah. oh idk which day, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; playing with the stapler, then he stapled his finger.&lt;br /&gt;its like damn funny&lt;br /&gt;hes like flipping the stapler back and fourth then suddently, SNAP the stapler stapled his finger&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh. and i passed a note to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vickrum&lt;/span&gt;. then i threw it at him.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i threw both a squashed tissue and the note.&lt;br /&gt;the note landed behind his chair he dint see&lt;br /&gt;then few mins later i asked if he read the note. his like wait.&lt;br /&gt;then he take the tissue and open it up using two fingers.&lt;br /&gt;like WTF. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;thank god the tissue is clean la.&lt;br /&gt;really its clean.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;he actually thought that the tissue paper was the note.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dint run 2.4 again.&lt;br /&gt;since i passed lazy to run as my legs hurt really bad.&lt;br /&gt;i suspect its my bones stretching. and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM GROWING TALLER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then during geography,&lt;br /&gt;the usual. compete with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;izhar&lt;/span&gt; see who finish copying the notes first.&lt;br /&gt;he cheated. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;keep pulling my paper.&lt;br /&gt;anw, thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;i was like asking him if he got hear some songs before.&lt;br /&gt;hes like : i dont really rmb title. you sing the chorus maybe i might know.&lt;br /&gt;then i started singing&lt;br /&gt;he keep interrupting me, tell me to sing the chorus.&lt;br /&gt;then i keep repeating: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i AM singing the chorus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;weoi jie&lt;/span&gt; ( idk how to spell) told me some chinese lame joke. in chinese&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;izhar&lt;/span&gt; keep laughing.&lt;br /&gt;i was like : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hey u understand chinese meh&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;his like : &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;no. hahaahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he keep laughing at his own joke.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;retarded man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;went home with&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; izhar&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nazhifah&lt;/span&gt; afterward.&lt;br /&gt;like finally get the chance to go home with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nazhifah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;first time this year i think.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i think nth much happened.&lt;br /&gt;except stayed back for physics&lt;br /&gt;till 4?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;then i asked teacher to explain a qns to me.&lt;br /&gt;she used the board cause she dont have paper...&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vickrum&lt;/span&gt; was like standing on the teachers right, then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nikita&lt;/span&gt; was on the teacher's left.&lt;br /&gt;then suddently, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vickrum&lt;/span&gt; throw the paper ball. supposingly aiming at nikita.&lt;br /&gt;somehow he missed, he aimed right at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;miss tan's&lt;/span&gt; head la.&lt;br /&gt;then i just stand there and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;its so LOL lah.&lt;br /&gt;i just saw the whole thing. and i just stand there and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;had a terrible &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt; in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;due to that fact that i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; forgot to cover myself with my blanket&lt;/span&gt;. thats why got flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;not beacause of the swine flu or what so ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;sat beside &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;izhar&lt;/span&gt; the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;his laughter can kill la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;laught till like some crazy witch like that.&lt;br /&gt;then today i think its &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tee yuan&lt;/span&gt;. idk who la&lt;br /&gt;idk if its rubber bands or punching.&lt;br /&gt;and i think its at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;calvin's&lt;/span&gt; you-know-where.&lt;br /&gt;i really not sure of the details.&lt;br /&gt;then out of the blue, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;calvin&lt;/span&gt; go up to tee yuan and swear.&lt;br /&gt;like damn loudly la.&lt;br /&gt;kaobei, cheebai (then pause for like a few seconds) FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;everyone just stare la.&lt;br /&gt;then me and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vickrum&lt;/span&gt; just start laughing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;idk why but its damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to control our laughter cause no one's laughing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then teacher like got mood swing or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;shes like: you better control ur language blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;then shes like: if only all of ur compo's can have flowers like that.&lt;br /&gt;then whole class start laughing.&lt;br /&gt;esp &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vickrum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he controlling his laughter all the while la.&lt;br /&gt;then he just go on and on laughing like some sex maniac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh. oh. oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nazhifah&lt;/span&gt; asked if i heard the song &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;unlimited by simple plan&lt;/span&gt; before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;told her idk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so she played on the piano for me to recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somehow it sound familar but unlimited? simple plan? i dont think i got it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just now msn her asked her whats the song she referring to during recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she like : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unlimited - simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i seached for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no such song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i asked if shes sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cause i only found &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;untitled&lt;/span&gt; and not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unlimited&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ite, its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;untitled&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;idiot keep telling me unlimited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make me think so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooh!&lt;br /&gt;very big and colourful post! :D&lt;br /&gt;nice nice.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i needa start sliming down.&lt;br /&gt;mum say if i grow any fatter, im gonna look like a dwraf.&lt;br /&gt;fat and short.&lt;br /&gt;such mother one :X&lt;br /&gt;so im skipping luch and dinner these few days&lt;br /&gt;and eat apples! :D&lt;br /&gt;i eat like 4-6 apples a day larh!&lt;br /&gt;big and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR MYE PPL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7388988164388642726?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7388988164388642726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7388988164388642726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7388988164388642726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7388988164388642726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/even-though-its-different-now.html' title='And even though its different now,'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6616362118397296401</id><published>2009-04-27T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:15:37.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched happy never after with sister.&lt;br /&gt;not bad.&lt;br /&gt;love then ending.&lt;br /&gt;damn unique.&lt;br /&gt;prince kissed sleeping beauty, he fall asleep instead of the princess waking up.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-my-god.&lt;br /&gt;exams next tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;and im like watching movie almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;must study already.&lt;br /&gt;stop introducing awesome movies to me people.&lt;br /&gt;for the time being that is :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6616362118397296401?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6616362118397296401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6616362118397296401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6616362118397296401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6616362118397296401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-ending.html' title='Happy ending'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6262110051309467805</id><published>2009-04-25T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:04:55.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your gone and left me standing all alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and i know i got to face tommorrow on my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch angus, thongs and perfect songgings. again.&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Bastow is oh-so-hot lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight going some bbq party.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like going man.&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;i feel very very fat already.&lt;br /&gt;even mum says so.&lt;br /&gt;i denied it saying its baby fats.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6262110051309467805?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6262110051309467805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=6262110051309467805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6262110051309467805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/6262110051309467805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-gone-and-left-me-standing-all.html' title='your gone and left me standing all alone'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3061929153422306072</id><published>2009-04-24T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:58:43.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And in the circle hes making,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i will always revolve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SfGoPGKFh5I/AAAAAAAAAXY/lTNZUhLHj1A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328224811460429714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SfGoPGKFh5I/AAAAAAAAAXY/lTNZUhLHj1A/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched angus, thongs and perfect snoggings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally awesome movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totaly bitchy ass kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so worth watching :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sex god boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hotstuff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&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/5301113206782568198-3061929153422306072?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3061929153422306072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3061929153422306072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-548029412795609980</id><published>2009-04-23T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:29:24.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know I'd fight for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;but how can i fight for someone who isn't even there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SfBQMYvmweI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Wkcopur1L0A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327846532910072290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/SfBQMYvmweI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Wkcopur1L0A/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;watched 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;quite nice i will say.&lt;br /&gt;though the ending is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr HL.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like running.&lt;br /&gt;keep running these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;yet i feel like running.&lt;br /&gt;sweat my ass out.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-548029412795609980?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/548029412795609980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=548029412795609980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/548029412795609980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/548029412795609980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-id-fight-for-you.html' title='You know I&apos;d fight for you'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_5adSOoe13mo/SfBQMYvmweI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Wkcopur1L0A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-1603789608001759619</id><published>2009-04-22T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:23:34.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not the only one for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;but your the only one for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found some lyrics&lt;br /&gt;pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm staring at the glass in front of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is it half empty or I've ruined all you've given me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know I've been selfish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know I've been foolish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But look through that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And you will see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll do better, I know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby, I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't tell me I will make it on my own, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't leave me tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This heart of stone will sing till it dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes I stare at you while you are sleeping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I listen to your breathing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amazed how I somehow managed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweep you off to your feet girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your perfect little feet girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I took for granted what you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I'll do better, I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby, I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone,&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I will make it on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me tonight,&lt;br /&gt;This heart of stone will sing till it dies&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And don't you know my heart is pumpin', oh,&lt;br /&gt;It's putting up the fight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I've got this feeling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That everything's alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And don't you see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not the only one for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But you're the only one for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I'll do better, I know&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Stay) If you leave me tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Close) I'll wake up alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Don't) don't tell me I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Go) make it on my own, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Stay) don't leave me tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Close) this heart of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Don't) will sing till it dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Go) if you leave me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't leave me tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1603789608001759619?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1603789608001759619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1603789608001759619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1603789608001759619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1603789608001759619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-only-one-for-you.html' title='Im not the only one for you.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-4406219472282612222</id><published>2009-04-17T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:49:20.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you'll see (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i finally know what does family means la.&lt;br /&gt;say, i really need to thank u these fugly bitches man.&lt;br /&gt;u made me realise that family come first no matter what happens. unlike u dogs.&lt;br /&gt;plain jealous that i have a family that truely loves and always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;sound cheesy, lame, immature.&lt;br /&gt;so what.&lt;br /&gt;listen up you all these cheapskate slut face.&lt;br /&gt;say all you want bout me.&lt;br /&gt;i wont give a shit from now on.&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont wanna level down myself to ur cheapskate standed.&lt;br /&gt;my family work their ass of as to pull me off u guys, i dint listen.&lt;br /&gt;now i heard u guys all clearly.&lt;br /&gt;and now you guys give me even more reason to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proud that my family CARE for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and decide not to classify me with u these cheap and fake stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;so continue being jealous of me.&lt;br /&gt;the more u bitch, the more i learn.&lt;br /&gt;the more u are jealous of me, trying to ruin my life.&lt;br /&gt;the more i believe the fact that u guys are nth but a cheapskate piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;i can live without friends.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont need friend.&lt;br /&gt;especially not with you this kind same pieces of crap.&lt;br /&gt;theres a phrase in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a dog will never change its habit of eating shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what all of u been doing.&lt;br /&gt;and u guys can never change that fact.&lt;br /&gt;i wont even be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go doggy go.&lt;br /&gt;eat ur shits.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4406219472282612222?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4406219472282612222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4406219472282612222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4406219472282612222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4406219472282612222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-i-finally-know-what-does-family.html' title='I&apos;ll be strong'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-2175262525996381037</id><published>2009-04-16T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:47:37.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby i was naive</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;got lost in ur eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today pe i ran 2.4 again.&lt;br /&gt;14:04&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;but the mass run better.&lt;br /&gt;13:19&lt;br /&gt;whoohhhh&lt;br /&gt;i wanna run again next week.&lt;br /&gt;beat the mass run record :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2175262525996381037?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2175262525996381037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=2175262525996381037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2175262525996381037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2175262525996381037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-i-was-naive.html' title='baby i was naive'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-740641681764843457</id><published>2009-04-16T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:39:56.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you may not know this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but those days are my happiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hannah montana the movie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not bad.&lt;br /&gt;but the ending all, is expected.&lt;br /&gt;but its still not bad.&lt;br /&gt;worth the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, im rotting.&lt;br /&gt;and taufiq dont want to help me find out the strumming pattern for the song im looking for.&lt;br /&gt;so im pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-740641681764843457?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/740641681764843457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=740641681764843457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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got no idea what to blog bout.&lt;br /&gt;shall skip that school part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun cans.&lt;br /&gt;not the party, but with madeline all.&lt;br /&gt;LOL our ass out larhs.&lt;br /&gt;then have to get food.&lt;br /&gt;jonathan dont wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;end up foreced by teacher.&lt;br /&gt;so he took a hotdog ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;then like idiot larh.&lt;br /&gt;only a hotdog on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then me lk, lenon all laugh our ass off.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny cans.&lt;br /&gt;only madline dont get why we are laughing.LOL&lt;br /&gt;damn slow one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6583929140154039507?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6583929140154039507/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-8017362199525199553</id><published>2009-04-14T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:22:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being around you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though you may not be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;today i kinna started a bad habit which i had to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;freaking addicting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i like said the word " fucker" like more than 60 time at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ran 2.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my shoelace keep coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then i keep screaming fucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then everytime someone overtake me i say again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then i overtake ppl, i say : hah! fucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOLOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;not bad lehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my 2.4 better and better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;15:35 :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i want aim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;14 and below :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;physic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;retest that speed test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;fail again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;3/25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;fucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cause after pe is recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then immediately went to buy drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sweating my ass out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;charlotte stare at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i say : why nvr see a very hot babe sweating before ah. LOLOLOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;sat outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;at that umbrella table there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;cantten damn warm and noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;cant take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;end up me and emel sitting with grace and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;backbone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths.&lt;br /&gt;slept.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;geo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;izhar darn cute larhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;keep copying my answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;then i do the same he dont let.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;then we like 2 retarded ppl like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;keep covering our paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh!&lt;br /&gt;and that dig-nose-boy ask teacher how the ppl change the shape of the river,&lt;br /&gt;i was like :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dig larh. just like how u dig ur nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch. cooking.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired cans&lt;br /&gt;stand for hours facing that heat. smelling like prawns.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar-ing now&lt;br /&gt;cant find the strumming pattern for 1234 i love you.&lt;br /&gt;anyone know? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-8985080464667236097</id><published>2009-04-13T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:38:59.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even if its all meant to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will still never agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nth much to blog bout these few days.&lt;br /&gt;but hey!&lt;br /&gt;im learning 1,2,3,4 by plain white tees on guitar.&lt;br /&gt;stuck halfway :P&lt;br /&gt;and i fucking cried after watching the video larhs.&lt;br /&gt;fucking sweet&lt;br /&gt;esp the last part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8985080464667236097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8985080464667236097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-nth-much-to-blog-bout-these-few.html' title='Even if its all meant to be'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7829282405033773828</id><published>2009-04-10T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:09:55.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your the best thing in heaven that i see</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and it will always stay that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;mass run!&lt;br /&gt;2nd girl in 3 classes!&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after run, viki saw that constant face guy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then both of us keep immitating them at their faces.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft run, wanted to buy red bull.&lt;br /&gt;cause very tired.&lt;br /&gt;aliah dont allow.&lt;br /&gt;say she dont want to witness me having sugar rush AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah&lt;br /&gt;one whole ride.&lt;br /&gt;then lazy to update already! :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7829282405033773828?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7829282405033773828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7829282405033773828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7829282405033773828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7829282405033773828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-best-thing-in-heaven-that-i-see.html' title='your the best thing in heaven that i see'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-8878187251941641776</id><published>2009-04-07T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:25:27.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one should not greed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;as there's no such thing as best of both worlds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;morning had a very sad talk to aliah.&lt;br /&gt;she damn cute one.&lt;br /&gt;can cry and mad at someone both at the same time. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe.&lt;br /&gt;ran 7 times around half the field.&lt;br /&gt;first to finish again! :D&lt;br /&gt;nvr stop one leyy.&lt;br /&gt;then sweat till sweat dripping&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then teacher say want play some game&lt;br /&gt;dog and bones. if im not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow some ppl keep complaining.&lt;br /&gt;then teacher pissed.&lt;br /&gt;walk away.&lt;br /&gt;but ite whole class apologised.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;the game damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;did sth damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;one 3/1 knows&lt;br /&gt;*personal*&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch.&lt;br /&gt;EM. went all the way to kallang&lt;br /&gt;talk bout some oven&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;ate. yumms.&lt;br /&gt;then L-A-W-L-ED all the way back to sch.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh and sangeetha said she use her earpiece to play skipping.&lt;br /&gt;LAWL LAWL LAWL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;retarded woman.&lt;br /&gt;she just keep embarassing herself la.&lt;br /&gt;putting her hp.EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what i mean saggy&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8878187251941641776?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8878187251941641776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8878187251941641776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8878187251941641776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8878187251941641776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-should-not-greed.html' title='one should not greed'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-4744295176420257826</id><published>2009-04-06T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:26:39.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime your near i feel like im in heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and i will never let that feeling go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week very packed!&lt;br /&gt;for me that is.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to find time for me to do my nafa this week loh.&lt;br /&gt;today went for that gym thingy.&lt;br /&gt;no need to study :D&lt;br /&gt;mum ask me what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;i was like : i went there see ppl jump about. and all i did was press the bell every 50 seconds! :D&lt;br /&gt;then mum give THAT face&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;can slack and still get CIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want do nafa next week man!&lt;br /&gt;with sec 2!&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;tmr got cooking.&lt;br /&gt;wed got cca.&lt;br /&gt;thursday got mass run.&lt;br /&gt;argh argh argh.&lt;br /&gt;want stay back also no time -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;the most do during pe or sth.&lt;br /&gt;i see if can pon that dumb cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh and btw ppl, &lt;strong&gt;dont ever lend vikram your psp, hp or whateversort.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM SO ANGRY WITH HIM TODAY LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first play with my psp then overwrite my &lt;strong&gt;93% game.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now 1% -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i took like how long to get to 93% larhs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then i dont want lend him my psp already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when gonna sit down, he pull away my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;__ __ ____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i fell -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INFRONT OF LIKE HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE LARHS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so gonna fuck him upside down tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;comfirm one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;found this quiz while blog hopping.&lt;br /&gt;quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your itunes, windows media player, etc. On shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 25 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Save your title as the name of the first song.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone says 'are you okay' you say?&lt;br /&gt;If you seek amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would best describe your personality?&lt;br /&gt;Tears in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Your gurdian angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Your call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your motto?&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;mad. LOL this is kinna true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your parents think of you?&lt;br /&gt;My everything. LOL! maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;wwhen your gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;let me love you. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I just dont love you no more.&lt;br /&gt;wtf! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Living in a world without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Dirty little secret.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i wanna cry. LOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;shattered glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your hobby/interest??&lt;br /&gt;Im yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear??&lt;br /&gt;Broken strings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want right now?&lt;br /&gt;Always be my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Im all about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the one thing you regret?&lt;br /&gt;Touch my hand. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Give you hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Hot and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever get married?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make love right now&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck. no! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scares you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;Face down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;If we were a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts right now?&lt;br /&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;so crappy la!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but damn fun larhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4744295176420257826?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4744295176420257826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4744295176420257826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my face is gonna haunt you all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL&lt;br /&gt;run again!&lt;br /&gt;this time first girl leh!&lt;br /&gt;chiong like siao one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA teacher play game.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math.&lt;br /&gt;i finally listened to teacher!&lt;br /&gt;understood sth leh.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised, i only listen to teacher explaining amths.&lt;br /&gt;emaths i heck one.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess kena attacked my emel.&lt;br /&gt;cause she dont wanna admit sth.&lt;br /&gt;still threaten me!&lt;br /&gt;huh!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics.&lt;br /&gt;got back test results.&lt;br /&gt;5.5 /25&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;my partner worse.&lt;br /&gt;2 nia&lt;br /&gt;LOOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca.&lt;br /&gt;laugh with aliah and madaline.&lt;br /&gt;laugh our arse off at super lame things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft cca,&lt;br /&gt;took one whole bus ride with aliah.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-5207879474294150724?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5207879474294150724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=5207879474294150724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5207879474294150724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5207879474294150724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-gonna-see-me-in-your-dreams.html' title='your gonna see me in your dreams tonight'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-5080992450915410890</id><published>2009-04-02T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:42:12.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;but my heart still stays the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay new blog skin!&lt;br /&gt;freaking bright if u ask me.&lt;br /&gt;totally H-O-T!&lt;br /&gt;yet it looks abit disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aliah and emel come my house again.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;laugh our ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very pissed recently.&lt;br /&gt;idk why too.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;shan't say much or i will start offending ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-5080992450915410890?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5080992450915410890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=5080992450915410890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5080992450915410890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/5080992450915410890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-changed.html' title='Everything changed'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-6442445041393619</id><published>2009-04-01T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:29:02.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im too much of a fool.</title><content type='html'>april's fool.&lt;br /&gt;very reatarded. but very funny.&lt;br /&gt;tricked aliah a few times she fell for it.&lt;br /&gt;got tricked back by shien.&lt;br /&gt;tried very darn hard to trick izhar. but hes freaking hard to trick.&lt;br /&gt;recess, aliah all making fun of the way i pronuce otah.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf. nth wrong hor!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then hannah all say the way i say like squidwerd.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then i say hannah nose more like him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then i keep laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;suddently hannah chase after me.&lt;br /&gt;i was like : help help im being attacked by squidwerd nose!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;run and laugh run and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;then kena scolded my mrs tan for laughing too much.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-6442445041393619?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6442445041393619/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-8792556051513799550</id><published>2009-03-27T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:57:11.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need your loving hands to come and pick me up.</title><content type='html'>i hate today&lt;br /&gt;i hate school&lt;br /&gt;i hate my phone&lt;br /&gt;i hate the heat&lt;br /&gt;i hate homework&lt;br /&gt;i hate waking up early&lt;br /&gt;i hate sweating&lt;br /&gt;i hate my leg cramps&lt;br /&gt;i hate my sweaty plams&lt;br /&gt;i hate thinking hard of what to text you&lt;br /&gt;i hate being so jealous&lt;br /&gt;i hate missing you so much&lt;br /&gt;i hate laughing so much till my cheeks cramp&lt;br /&gt;i hate not having chocolates when i needed them so much&lt;br /&gt;i hate hating &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically i hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sucks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-8792556051513799550?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8792556051513799550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=8792556051513799550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8792556051513799550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/8792556051513799550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-your-loving-hands-to-come-and.html' title='i need your loving hands to come and pick me up.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-121765271810309563</id><published>2009-03-27T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:47:27.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my heart you'll always be everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and more to me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317814837766744338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Scysa4JjaRI/AAAAAAAAAWs/M1S14cWyi0k/s200/IMG0294A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went school with emel.&lt;br /&gt;settle misunderstand between her and aliah.&lt;br /&gt;then got one immature bitch.&lt;br /&gt;freaking immature i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;what, i say want us to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;obviously meant im asking in a not so embarassing way if she want to talk to her alone.&lt;br /&gt;then wtf, that freaking dumb bitch like scold me fuck off&lt;br /&gt;then go into her dumb class saying me bitch all.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf. hello.&lt;br /&gt;your so dumb to not understand simple english larhs.&lt;br /&gt;dumb, dont talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;then i went toilet.&lt;br /&gt;then she say i go toilet cry.&lt;br /&gt;wtf? go toilet means cry?!&lt;br /&gt;no sense larh.&lt;br /&gt;so if i ask teacher if i can go toliet. if they dont allow means i must cry in front of them?&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;shes like the dumbest species around larh.&lt;br /&gt;one and only.&lt;br /&gt;very idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;still say what i dont dare face her -.-&lt;br /&gt;fuck larh&lt;br /&gt;see her face only i want to slap the shit out of her larhs.&lt;br /&gt;cheap bitch. even the guys in ur class say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me so very angry till my fucking face red.&lt;br /&gt;very dumb and fat and immature retarded bitch.&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever dont talk bout her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL.&lt;br /&gt;i ran ran ran!&lt;br /&gt;tired like hell larhs.&lt;br /&gt;but ite manage to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;third girl somemore! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;but then leg cramp getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;my leg like going to tear apart loh!&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to pass my nafa.&lt;br /&gt;so i will endure for a few days first! :D&lt;br /&gt;or else retest retest.&lt;br /&gt;very sickening one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poa.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher rocks larhs! give chocolate for ppl who ans his qns correctly&lt;br /&gt;nice nice nice  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school.&lt;br /&gt;slacked for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;went buy bbt with emel and aliah.&lt;br /&gt;brought banana mocha!&lt;br /&gt;quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took one whole bus ride again.&lt;br /&gt;sitting between emel and aliah is a very tiring thing.&lt;br /&gt;crap alot.&lt;br /&gt;making alot of noise too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then aliah say she dont want go home yet.&lt;br /&gt;emel too.&lt;br /&gt;ite go my house.&lt;br /&gt;went games room&lt;br /&gt;read magazines. bitched. and did alot of retarded stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;making us laugh our ass off larhs.&lt;br /&gt;freaking fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;then we are so bored to the extend that we anyhow press numbers and called them.&lt;br /&gt;but, we called for like 10 over number.&lt;br /&gt;all either is nvr answer or no such number or cant get through.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;lameshits.&lt;br /&gt;but i love them so :D&lt;br /&gt;loves babe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-121765271810309563?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/121765271810309563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=121765271810309563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/121765271810309563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/121765271810309563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-my-heart-youll-always-be-everything.html' title='In my heart you&apos;ll always be everything'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Scysa4JjaRI/AAAAAAAAAWs/M1S14cWyi0k/s72-c/IMG0294A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-4786362382224976801</id><published>2009-03-26T18:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:03:18.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when im trying to forget the feeling that i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bro have to rush to kl for meeting -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cant meet him already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fishfishfishfishfishfishfishfishfishfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school. very boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rush eng compo when reached school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cant seem to start the first paragraph larh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then when i finally know how to start, canteen lights off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLOLOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so do during lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i actually did my math worksheet in class loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first time! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got back report book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;sucksucksucksucksucksucksucksucksucksuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept during english lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mt. quite fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;miss soo intro-ed herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;making the lesson shorter :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then she got this very smart strategy loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if she asked a qns, then u answer w/o her calling you, you get 1 mark for SA1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then those who raise up only for the sake of getting marks loh -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aft school, went 883 with aliah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;brought bbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took the whole ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talked ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i sound so no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tmr shopping anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im gonna die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and please babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dont keep stuffs to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it will only become worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;alot of ppl are there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just pour everything out at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cheer up alrights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-4786362382224976801?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4786362382224976801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=4786362382224976801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4786362382224976801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/4786362382224976801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-blue.html' title='feeling blue.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-7568597038993290265</id><published>2009-03-25T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:24:00.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody warned me about your smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt your smile defeat me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Sco1RToNSOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/icUpRWvETDA/s1600-h/IMG0291A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317120881507256546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Sco1RToNSOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/icUpRWvETDA/s200/IMG0291A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Sco1MFNx0DI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tWa2WXCCi2A/s1600-h/IMG0290A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317120791738961970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/Sco1MFNx0DI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tWa2WXCCi2A/s200/IMG0290A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see! my bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friday he going off already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tmr last meal with him :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today after school had cd through the arts thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very retarded i tell u ( hopefully no 3/1 ppl sees this ) :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that waited for aliah class to end theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went cca with aliah and maomao liang popo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rush my mother tongue compo during cca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fish la damn hard to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then got new teacher somemore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;say if i nvr pass up give yellow form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like wth? i dont even know whats a yellow form for larhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, ite maomao laing popo helped me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i say out what i want to write then she correct my sentence or write out the words for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we kinna left aliah alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so she entertain herself with my chinese dictionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cca ended. i still haven finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so maomao liang popo, madaline and lenon stayed back with me to teach me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 ppl teach 1 person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alot of words i suddently cant rmb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then maomao liang popo buy food to eat dont want teach me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;say my mother tongue make her dizzy -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so left madaline to teach me loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then ite i anyhow anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maomao liang popo say she can go crazy see both my words and chinese standed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then finally done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;passed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dad fetched me with bro! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when to fetch sis, mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drop off bro, went eat with grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, here i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;need to rush my english compo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wtf. so many compo in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh. and thank you hairy maomao liang popo for helping me on my chinese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;though i know i will still fail in the end. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-7568597038993290265?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7568597038993290265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=7568597038993290265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7568597038993290265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/7568597038993290265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-my-bro-friday-he-going-off-already.html' title='nobody warned me about your smile.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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/_5adSOoe13mo/Sco1RToNSOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/icUpRWvETDA/s72-c/IMG0291A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-380422312558101539</id><published>2009-03-24T19:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:46:26.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its not my fault that your attractive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im just too attracted to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ScjLFesHSqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rBVLQBtGK48/s1600-h/IMG0288A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316722655108745890" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ScjLFesHSqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rBVLQBtGK48/s200/IMG0288A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ScjK77Hl0eI/AAAAAAAAAWM/qFbE0lLok0w/s1600-h/IMG0287A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316722490941493730" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ScjK77Hl0eI/AAAAAAAAAWM/qFbE0lLok0w/s200/IMG0287A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;heyyos.&lt;br /&gt;see the peektures up there.&lt;br /&gt;cooked them during cooking lesson.&lt;br /&gt;very nice!&lt;br /&gt;esp the chocolate moosé with strawbarries :D&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;its heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;layer after layer of chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;yummmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;though it get sickening towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;very sweet. till ur throat got that weird yucky feeling.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but its still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, school.&lt;br /&gt;cant really rmb much.&lt;br /&gt;except that nazhifah had been making fun of me since recess till lesson end still continuing.&lt;br /&gt;she keep pronucing word wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;then say its i say.&lt;br /&gt;shes just jealous that she cant say it as well as me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.e&lt;br /&gt;ran up and down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;freaking exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;first time ran 4 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;5:27 mins.&lt;br /&gt;second time, ran another 4 rounds&lt;br /&gt;arsehole damn exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;but ended with 5:03 mins :D&lt;br /&gt;second round still run till leg cramp then want to fall want to fall like that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;vickrm ran like mad lah.&lt;br /&gt;then keep shouting at me for running so slow.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;ite. our group ran faster than the first 4 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;so teacher gave us a can of green tea! to share.&lt;br /&gt;and i swear i finished it in like 1 mins larhs.&lt;br /&gt;cause freaking tired and hot.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i end up drinking it alone.&lt;br /&gt;cause yana dont like green tea, ishaq and vickrum scared kill their sperms.&lt;br /&gt;so left me. i dont hate green tea, and im not afraid of killing sprems, as i dont have any -.-&lt;br /&gt;very lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;brother's back from australia!&lt;br /&gt;for a few days that is.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna snap pictures like mad when i see him!&lt;br /&gt;misses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;look forward to the pictures :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-380422312558101539?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5adSOoe13mo/ScjLFesHSqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rBVLQBtGK48/s72-c/IMG0288A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-1870465994815829884</id><published>2009-03-23T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:16:27.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melt me with your smile. burn me with your song.</title><content type='html'>first day of term one.&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep last night! :D&lt;br /&gt;cause i actually fixed my own phone!&lt;br /&gt;yays yays!&lt;br /&gt;no more sucky old phone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school.&lt;br /&gt;the usual, sucky.&lt;br /&gt;zhen xing and calvin sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what else to update bout it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and and and&lt;br /&gt;zhen xing still owe me 3 things!&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna allow u to beat me till i got my things! :D&lt;br /&gt;hah! take that sucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullcrap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-1870465994815829884?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1870465994815829884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=1870465994815829884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1870465994815829884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/1870465994815829884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-day-of-term-one.html' title='melt me with your smile. burn me with your song.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3883474676296228996</id><published>2009-03-20T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:36:52.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall for you</title><content type='html'>im very bored.&lt;br /&gt;i still got loads of hwk not done.&lt;br /&gt;plus holiday hwk.&lt;br /&gt;crap =O&lt;br /&gt;very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;maybe 1 week holiday too short.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a tan!&lt;br /&gt;i need a tan.&lt;br /&gt;so sick and tired of being fair.&lt;br /&gt;camp, last month make me dark till skin peel,&lt;br /&gt;now im back fair.&lt;br /&gt;i want tan tan tan!&lt;br /&gt;no fucking sun!&lt;br /&gt;shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3883474676296228996?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3883474676296228996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3883474676296228996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3883474676296228996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3883474676296228996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-very-bored.html' title='fall for you'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-3961393847669875022</id><published>2009-03-19T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:44:52.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 litre of tears.</title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;finally finished watching 1 litre of tears.&lt;br /&gt;i know. im very slow :P&lt;br /&gt;but its freaknig nice!&lt;br /&gt;very worth watching :D&lt;br /&gt;so sadddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what to update.&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;toodles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-3961393847669875022?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3961393847669875022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=3961393847669875022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3961393847669875022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/3961393847669875022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='1 litre of tears.'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07987326142566191569</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-5301113206782568198.post-721810544515583783</id><published>2009-03-15T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:24:27.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was very boring.&lt;br /&gt;slept till 12pm :/&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;cause got dad friend came at like 10 a night.&lt;br /&gt;entertain till 12++ buey tahan, went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;dad and mum entertain till 3+&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;so, morning or rather afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;laze around&lt;br /&gt;pack cupboard, table.&lt;br /&gt;still, doint make much difference&lt;br /&gt;pack halfway, freaking lots of dust, lost interest.&lt;br /&gt;gave up, ite toss everything back&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;sarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with family, plus bro and sister-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;first time had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;whole table suddently very lame.&lt;br /&gt;cause i suddently ask if can go buffet, then take away&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;was talking bout my bday lunch,&lt;br /&gt;bro was like, buy the cheap type of plates, then change with the red one&lt;br /&gt;and mum was like saying alot of lame stuffs, till the extend that she suggest us to paint the plates -.-&lt;br /&gt;then she keep laughing at her own joke till tears roll down her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;retarded man my family,&lt;br /&gt;but its really fun&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;love them loads larh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-721810544515583783?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301113206782568198.post-2825856588295333125</id><published>2009-03-14T16:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:25:13.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbeautiful.</title><content type='html'>another 14th.&lt;br /&gt;rained.&lt;br /&gt;nth to update bout.&lt;br /&gt;found some lyrics&lt;br /&gt;find it very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unbeautiful- Lesley Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't hang up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can we talk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like im lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What went wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what made you go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't pretend you don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm unchangeable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When did we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fall apart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or did you lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's only you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Were unbreakable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was it something that I did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I gotta know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What made me unbeautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whats done is done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To let it go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And deep inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm stuck in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm stuck on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were still untouchable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you promised me forever more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I gotta know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What made me unbeautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wake up, wake up, wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I'm only dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get out, get out, get out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get out of my head now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because we're much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I gotta know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What made me unbeautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was you and me against the world&lt;br /&gt;And you promised me forever more&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I said?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I did?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gotta know&lt;br /&gt;What made me unbeautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301113206782568198-2825856588295333125?l=self-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2825856588295333125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5301113206782568198&amp;postID=2825856588295333125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2825856588295333125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5301113206782568198/posts/default/2825856588295333125'/><link 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